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
В Филармонии идет концерт для скрипки с оркестром. На переднем плане стоит скрипач, ведет соло. В первых рядах сидит мужик и истерично заливается слезами на протяжении всего концерта. После концерта мужик приходит за кулисы выразить свои чувства: - Слышь - скрипка это... я тебя так понимаю, так понимаю. Я сам слесарем работаю и бывает тоже так напильником весь день туда-сюда, туда-сюда поэтому я тебя так понимаю, но вот это - левой рукой, пальчиками - извини, выпендреж...
