I want some escape I wanna fly out of here
What's keeping me grounded is becoming clear
I was born with no special powers
But I could've been someone if I'd put in the hours
This small town is whittling away
My outward-bound ticket like I was its' enemy.
I walk down the high streets doesn't get me very high
It seems everybody looks at the floor and not up in the sky
Is there nowhere I can buy a cheap pair of wings
Take the weight off my feet. My mind off of things
This small change is getting me down
Where we're in the money baby, then we'll paint the town
Doo doo doo doo doo Hey Birdman
The wind's in my wings but the wax's in my eyes
I was so near to getting somewhere when it all slipped out of my fist
When it came down I had a choice And I'm not the type that can insist
This small town isn't so small That I can fly out Soar over its' walls
I climbed the tallest building to take my final flight
But when it came to jumping I was too scared of heights
Doo doo doo doo doo Hey Birdman
The wind's in my wings will you watch where I fly
Are you watching over me as I get high?
Doo doo doo doo doo Hey Birdman
The wind's in my wings but I've floated up too high
- :
- The Cradle
- Less Faith
- Stay Asleep
- Catacomb (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- To Hell With Humdrum
- In the Best Possible Taste
- Sleepwalking
- Eat Yourself Whole
- Idiots at the Wheel EP
- Indie Top 20, Volume 18
- Pumping on Your Stereo
- Bloodshot and Fancy Free: The Best and Rest of Kingmaker
- NME: Singles of the Week 1992
- Chrysalis 25 Edited Highlights
- You and I Will Never See Things Eye to Eye
- The Killjoy Was Here EP
- 10 Years Asleep...
- Armchair Anarchist
- Queen Jane E.P.