[Verse 1]
Tin-can sound and a dead-eyed crowd
Turn a sane man crazy and a crazy man sad
I can fight with the best, but I can only go so many rounds

[Chorus]
And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away

[Verse 2]
Robot action, conditioned response
Manufacture reeling like the tool and die
I can turn it on but I'm holding back the guarantee

[Chorus]
And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away

[Bridge]
Music, it's my life and I've got it in me
But isn't it a bit like oxygen, where too much will make you high
But not enough will make you die
Oh isn't it a bit like oxygen, where too much will make you high
But not enough will make you die, make you die
(So I gotta keep it under control)
[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away

[Outro]
I'm gonna fly, gonna fly away
I'm gonna fly away
Gonna fly, away
I'm gonna fly away
I'm gonna fly, fly away
Far away
I'm gonna fly, fly away
Far away