Sad Tomorrows

Flying High in the friendly sky,

Without leaving the ground,

Rest of the folks are tired and weary

And have laid their bodies down
I go to the place where danger waits -

And its bound to forsake me.
So stupid minded,

But I go crazy, when I cant find it,
In the morning I'll be alright my friends -

Soon the night - will bring the pains again
Flying hight in the friendly sky,

Without ever leaving the ground,

Aint seen nothing but trouble baby - paraphernalia is my name

Theres a place where the feeling awaits me,
Self destructions in my hands
So stupid minded,

But I go crazy, when I can find it
I know I’m hooked my friends, 

To the boy

Who makes slaves out of men...
Ahhh yeah

(I did the best I could)
Ahhh yeah

(Nobody understood)
Nobody, nobody
(I did the best I could
)
Yeah, no, no
(Nobody understood)
Take me away, take me away...