Paper Planes Lyrics

Paper Planes lyrics

Surrounded by strangers

Their sounds and their changes



There's a big old man

In his underpants

He plays the clarinet
every night

Trying hard to figure it out

In the flat above

They are making love

I guess they'll have a beautiful son

Practicing as much as they've done

				

Paper planes!

Folding paper planes

Throwing paper planes

To clear my head



In the flat below

There's the Cosby show

And Theodor is
screaming at Bill

Claire is mad and Ruby is ill

There's a cat out
there

Running everywhere

Chasing all the girls in the park

I
wish that I could see in the dark



Paper planes!

Folding
paper planes

Throwing paper planes

To clear my head

Paper
planes!

Folding paper planes

Throwing paper planes

And go to
bed



I'm surrounded by strangers

Their sounds and their
changes

I'm surrounded by strangers

Their sounds and their changes