Fly Boy - John Wesley, J. Robert, Mark Prator

Mama their eyes burn

Holes right through me when I walk by them

How do I offend?

They make me wanna hide

Sometimes I turn my head away and try

Yet I cannot disappear

She said they don’t know you

They don’t shine the way that you do

This world ain’t good enough for the likes of you

You got to get away

You got to fly boy, find your powers and a cape

You got to make your escape, and get away

These years have not been kind

Each new day brings a struggle of a different kind

But hell I don’t mind

A busy man looks through me

His money’d eyes blind to what he will not see

He don’t know the secrets I keep

Well I am happier than he

'Cause I’m gonna fly boy, gonna find powers and a cape

I’m gonna make my escape, gonna get outta here

I know about it, I know about it.

The world has lost all its dreams

I know about it.

The world won’t let us breathe.

Won’t set us free

Each day we run this race

Consumed by self we miss the brave face

Or we look away

But not me.

I’m gonna rise above this caste you made for me

Gonna be everything you dream but will never be.

I’m gonna fly…

'Cause I am Flyboy, got my powers and a cape

Gonna make my escape, gonna get outta here