Middle of June, a hot air balloon
It started raining nails
A hot afternoon, my garden, I'm nude
The heavens sent me hail
I go out for a drink, I get my face kicked in
wake up in jail, yeah
He goes out for a ride, learning to fly
Talking to the angels

[Pre-Chorus]
Messing with my ratio
Ooh somebody's messing with my ratio

As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly I'll get us out of here
We'll go to a place where the beer is cheap
The craic is good and the jukebox is free

Spent most of my life making my house look nice
It set on fire
I got a job on the roads
Filling in the holes and got run over, yeah
I spent from morning 'till night
Just trying to do things right to get bent over, yeah yeah

Messing with my ratio
Ooh somebody's messing with my ratio

As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly I'll get us out of here, out of here
We'll go to a place where the beer is cheap
The craic is good and the jukebox is free
As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly
I'll get us out of here, out of here
We'll go to a place where everybody sings
Where Buddy Holly's alive and Elvis is King

As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly I'll get us out of here, out of here
We'll go to a place where the beer is cheap
The craic is good and the jukebox is free
As soon as I learn, as soon as I learn to fly
I'll get us out of here, out of here
We'll go to a place where everybody sings
Where Buddy Holly's alive and Elvis is King

As soon as I learn to fly I'll get us out of here, out of here

Where Buddy Holly's alive and Elvis is King
As soon as I learn to fly