I can hear the sound Of the north star calling (calling, calling) Turn your high beams on (Stay on my wing) I'm falling (falling, falling) And spinning and turning (and turning) This is ultra glide The beginnings of great things Cannot be seen by your naked eye
Crack the skies like lightning Mama's little sonic boom Is simply frightening I'm a skyscraper
Float like a butterfly Acrobatic Sting like a B-52 Dramatic And the radar, the radar looks on you No static
Can I reach it now I'm not up here of them God only knows And he ain't talkin' I'm a skyscraper
