Here are the thrill seekersWhat's up with the current innuendo
Buzz around into a fevery crescendo
You'll never, you can't
Why does everybody fear
What they don't understandStand up and listen to the sister, mister
Been around here long enough, we're strong enough
We're gonna sing the song enough
To shake this institution, it's a she-volutionCan't
(Can't)
Just fly by
Gotta knock, knock on the skyWe can't
(Can't)
Just fly by
Gotta knock, knock on the skyDo you know bad girlsWho cares about the popular affliction
The dull-headed, brain-dead corny contradiction
Well you know we're gonna say
Just what we're gonna sayHey, now before you do or die us, try us
So what if we wear parachutes or jacket boots
At least we're fully resolute
To use imagination, to try and move a generationCan't
(Can't)
Just fly by
Gotta knock, knock on the skyWe can't
(Can't)
Just fly by
Gotta knock, knock on the skySane or erratic
Mundane or dramatic
Just do what you do what you do me and you
To thine ownself be trueCan't
(Can't)
Just fly by
Gotta knock, knock on the skyWe can't
(Can't)
Just fly by
Gotta knock, knock on the sky
Songwriters
HARRINGTON, CONNIE / OSBORN, KRISTYNPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC