Из альбома: News Of The World

Sammy was low, just watching the show
Over and over again, knew it was time
He'd made up his mind, Tto leave his dead life behind
His boss said to him, 'Boy you'd better begin
To get those crazy notions right out of your head
Sammy who do you think that you are?
You should've been sweeping up the Emerald bar'

Spread your wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Spread your little wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Pull yourself together
Because you know you should do better
That's because you're a free man

He spends his evenings alone in his hotel room
Keeping his thoughts to himself he'd be leaving soon
Wishing he was miles and miles away
Nothing in this world, nothing, would make him stay

Since he was small, had no luck at all
Nothing came easy to him
Now it was time he'd made up his mind
'This could be my last chance'
His boss said to him... 'now listen boy
You're always dreaming
You've got no real ambition you won't get very far
Sammy boy, don't you know who you are?
Why can't you be happy at the Emerald bar?'

So honey Spread your wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Spread your little wings and fly away
Fly away, far away
Pull yourself together
Because you know you should do better
That's because you're a free man
Come on honey

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