Welcome to hell!
Sweating on the top line
At the airline
Check-in not check out
Wish I could get the hell out
This is no joke
The thing could go up in smoke
Or plummet to the ground
As the G-force pulls us down
Flight! Fright! Get uptight!
Throw a seven in the clouds and
Out go yer lights
City to city! State to state!
Roasting coast to coast
In a megaton freight crate
Hurtle down the runway
Is it a one way trip to heaven
Or hell on wheels?
In a 747 I get a little freaky
When there's only air and
Steel beneath me
"Fasten your seatbelt
We hope you enjoy the ride."
CHORUS
Junk metal in the air!
It's a total nightmare
At 20,000 feet!
Are ready for a rough ride?
Tis could be suicide
Turbulance ahead
I think my lunch
Is on the uprise!
Far out! This dread ain't funky
My hair's on end
There's no blood left in me!
It's not the car of the bus
Or the train! It's the plane
When we hit top speed
It's always the same
Sweating red hot
But chilled to the bone
Side to side
Bouncing off the ozone
Tranquilise me! Hypnotise me!
Technofear haz paralyzed me
All around me people grinning
Laughing while my head is
Spinning
Shakin' like a leaf
From my head to my feet
Strapped to a seat
At 20,000 feet
Safer in the air
Than on the ground!
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