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Yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah,
Ooo… yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah,
Yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah, ooo…
Ooo… yeah…yeah, fly…yeah, yeah…yeah,

One tropic summer those high flyin’ mans you’ve been thinkin’
You know the ones that have been flyin’ too low, oh
Look up at some of those airplanes risin’ and takin’
To see the ones that are flyin’ to low
Yeah…
Talk about

With the power of soul
Anything is possible
With the power of you
Anything you wanna do

Flyin’ through the air on a kite every day and every night
Just up there, it escape her wrist
Sometimes the wind ain’t right
Yeah, I’m playin’ too much with one toy baby
Just up there, it escape to the crippled night
Oh yeah
And you look around and see all the jellyfish
You sayin’ floatation is goovy baby
And even he’ll tell you that
Yeah, gettin’ high every day is easy
And the floatin’ around even if jellyfish will agree to that
Yeah, I’m singin’ with a power
Aren’t you?

There goes Ezy,
Ezy Ryder
Ridin down the highway of desire
He says the free wind
takes him higher
Tryin to find his heaven above
but he’s dyin to be loved

He’s tellin me livin
is so magic
Something is forever
so he claims
He’s talkin’ bout lyin’
it’s so tragic baby
But don’t you worry bout today
we got freedom comin’ our way

How long
do you
think he is gonna last
carryin’ out on a gas

See all the others say
‘do what you please’
Gotta get the brothers together
and the right to be free
In a cloud of angel dust
I think I see me a freak
Hey motorcycle mama
you gonna marry me?

Well, I travel at a speed,
of a reborn man.
I got alot of love to give,
from the mirrors of my hand.
I said a message of love,
don’t you run away.
Look at your heart,
come along with me today.

Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why
‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky
Purple Haze all around
Don’t know if I’m comin’ up or down
Am I happy or in misery?

It’s very far away
It takes about a half and a day to get there
If we travel by my uh, dragon-fly
No it’s not in Spain
But all the same you know, it’s a groovy name
And the wind’s just right.