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Middle of June, a hot air balloon It started raining nails A hot afternoon my garden i’m nude The heavens sent me hail I go out for a drink i get my face kicked in wake up in jail, yeah He goes out for a ride learning to fly Talking to the angels Messing with my ratio Ooh somebody’s messing with my ratio As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly I’ll get us out of here We’ll go to a place where the beer is cheap The craic is good and the jukebox is free Spent most of my life making my house look nice It set on fire I got a job on the roads Filling in the holes and got run over, yeah I spent from morning to right Just tryign to do things right to get bent over As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly I’ll get us out of here We’ll go to a place where everybody sings Where Buddy Holly’s alive and Elvis is King Aus Songtexte Mania