Flying high – in the friendly sky Flying high without ever
leavin’ the ground, no Rest of the folks are tired and weary Oh
Lord, and have laid their bodies down I go to the place where danger awaits
me, and it’s bound to forsake me So stupid minded. I can’t
help it Oh ya, some stupid minded But I go crazy when I can’t find
it In the morning, I’ll be alright, my friend But soon the night
will bring the pains The pain, oh the pain Flying high in the friendly
sky Without ever leaving the ground And I ain’t seen nothing but
trouble baby Nobody really understands, no no And I go to the place where
the good feelin’ awaits me Self-destruction in my hand Oh Lord, so
stupid minded Oh, and I go crazy when I can’t find it Well, I know
I’m hooked my friend To the boy who makes slaves out of men And oh
believe me Flying high in a friendly sky Oh baby, flyin’
high Ah, what's happening brother What's been shakin' up and down the
line I want to know 'cause I'm slightly behind the time.