Flying Machine

Flying machine



When the weather is fine,

And the clouds have gone by,

I go up in the air,

Waving people goodbye,

In my flying machine,

I go up, I go down, I go round and round



I can race with the birds,

I can fight with the wind,

I can fly on my head,

I can dance in a spin,

In my flying machine,

I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round,



People on the ground,

they gathered all around to admire,

There's a feeling inside me

that gives me the urge to go higher,



Well, I know what goes up,

Will eventually fall,

So I won't take no chances,

While I'm having a ball,

In my flying machine,

I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round and round



Higher and higher!



People on the ground,

they gathered all around to admire,

There's a feeling inside me

that gives me the urge to go higher,aaahhh



But I know what goes up,

will eventually fall

So I won't take no chances,

While I'm having a ball,

In my flying machine,

I go up, I go down, I go round and round and round and round, yeah,



Higher and higher!

Higher and higher!

Higher and higher!