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Lirieke: Marvin Gaye. What's Going On. Flyin' High.

Flying high in the friendly sky
Without ever leavin' the ground
Rest of the folks are tired and weary
And have laid their bodies down, oh yeah

I go to the place where danger awaits me
And it's bound to forsake me
So stupid minded, oh, so stupid minded
But I go crazy when I can't find it

In the morning, I'll be alright, my friend
But soon the night will bring the pains
The pain, oh the pain

Flying high in the friendly sky, oh Lord
Without ever leaving the ground
And I ain't seen nothing but trouble baby
Nobody really understands, no, no

And I go to the place where good feelin' awaits me
Self destruction's in my hand
Oh Lord, so stupid minded
Oh Lord, Lord I go crazy when I can't find it

Well I know I'm hooked my friend
To the boy who makes slaves out of men
Oh, believe me oh

Flyin' high in a friendly sky
Oh baby
Flyin' high in a friendly sky