Have you ever seen rocket shoes? There was a great mind behind them With jagged stitches painted blue You'd cut the clouds right open Well, my brother tried the rocket shoes Took 'em clear off Nugget Island He came close to a phone wire He scattered twenty birds behind him He yelled, Hey man, I'm flying! Turn your radar off; I'm leaving here! Have you ever listened to the blues? It's a bunch of old guys crying If you show 'em to the rocket shoes They'd leave their bluer hearts behind them And yell, Look man, I'm flying! So turn your radar off; I'm leaving here! So I'm giving you the rocket shoes Promise me you'll wear them Quit your job and sell the car Cut the clouds right open Look man, I'm flying! Turn your radar off; I'm leaving here! Turn your radar off; I'm leaving here!