Why do you hold me down,
why do you pull me down?
I'vegot the feeling you aren't in the business
So please, sir, allow me to split;
I've got to get out of here,
I've got to skip this town.
This place we call Earth.
I've been here since birth and I just
don't know how much more of it I can stand.
Everyone is just so
all the time!
And it is driving me crazy.
So I ask again...
Please sir, or madam I suppose...
can ya' just lighten up a little?
I know it might throw us all
outta' orbit, but I've got to get
high up in the sky,
got to spread my wings and fly.
Shudder off this cold that is alone;
and start my own town somewhere.
Everyone but God is invited.