Fly On - 22-pistepirkko

Yeah, it was a friday night

Two or three a clock in a middle of the night

I was sleeping really tight

When they started that fight

It was a woman voice shouting:

Out, out...

Fly on

Come on

Go on

I didnґt get no sleep no more

They just kept on going on and on

Someone threw something out

It looked like boots and a coat

It was a woman broken voice shouting:

Out out

Fly on

Come on

Go on

Fly on

Come on

Go on

Huh, yeah it was early in the morning

My eyes are closed and ears are open

I hear sounds, familiar sounds

Our postman bring us morning paper

What on earth have happened in the world

What on earth have happened in the world

Outside, outside