Flying

Hey, little brother I know you've been struggling So I wanted to remind you About the trip to Melbourne When mum took us to Myers Then out to see a movie We laughed when she got terrified Watching ET When the lights went down at the Forum When he said 'phone home' He said 'I'll be right here' If you need me You can jump on my pushbike We can go flying Away from the bad guys Back in the sticks again It wasn't like a film set And there wasn't much happening Except for things that you'd rather you'd forget But we had each other And a brand new BMX Building sick jumps out the back Out of plywood and house bricks While we sing that tune from the A-Team And I pity the fool Who comes between you and me You know I'll be right here If you need me You can jump on my pushbike We can go flying Away from the bad guys We'd go flying to the milk bar While you ride on my handle bars Hey, little brother I know you've been struggling And I know it's been a long time Since the trip to Melbourne And the bike is rusted somewhere now And we've moved to the suburbs But I've still got you And the wisdom of Spielberg When it all falls down And you skin your knee Come and get back on your bike You can fly up here with me You know I'll be right here If you need me You can jump on my pushbike We can go flying Away from the bad guys We can go flying Away from the bad guys We can go flying Away from the bad guys Flying, flying, flying Flying Flying Flying