I´m walking home after drinking all my pennies.
So now I´ve got this beatbox in my head.
Probably seems funny to you honey, bunny.
Well it ain´t and when I´m home I´m going straight to bed.
Walking home and I haven´t got a planny.
Because of all the pennies in my head.
Well I´m pretty flip; I´m losing grip rocksteady, Betty.
Pretty fly but I´m all right.
I don´t need a cigarette, because I
Feel like flying. I feel like flying.
And I feel like flying, I´ve got a rotor on my head.
And I feel like flying. Vroarrr...

I told a girl her name was pretty silly.
She spit me in the face and stole my chair.
And I just grinned and said my name was silly looking Billy.
After that my memory kind of stopped right there.

Soulful feeling feels like smiling.
Soulful smiling feels like...

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I feel like flying, yep,
I´ve got a rotor on my head
and I feel like flying.
So I´ll fly, I´ll fly. Vroarrr...
Falling back into zero conversation.
Because besides me there´s no one else around.
Me, myself and I are on holiday probation.
A dazzle sound awakes me as I walk straight out of town.
Walking home as the words role down my tongue straight to below.
I just catch them right before they hit the ground.
Well I was walking home as the words rolled down my tongue straight to below.
I just catch them right before they hit the ground you know.

Soulful feeling feels like smiling.
Soulful smiling feels like...

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