Flashlight Brown - This Bird Lyrics
Taxi to the runway as the evening turns to nightIt's several minutes past the chance to dodge this dire flightThe engines both look ancient and the wings are swathed in rustI should have stayed at home or took the midnight shuttle bus.When the hell's the steward going to bring around a drink?This lack of ammunition gives me too much time to thinkI'll down the airline champagne and I'll juice up on some ginI'll be too blind to worry when the fuselage caves in.And now I know that I'm going to seem extremeThis bird's going down.Don't want to cry or to have to make a sceneThis bird's going down.The beast is leaping up and down I think I'm going to crackLike Terminator my insipid dinner's coming backThe further out we go the mortal danger only growsI've got to stop myself from watching air disaster shows.In to swamp in to a bridge into the ocean where the fishies meet, what a tasty treat.With pilot error or the weather or mechanics leaving checklists incomplete.Into a mountain or a forest or a school yard where the kids all play, what a tragic dayA fundamentalist with suitcase full of bombs prepared to blow this flight away.And now I know that I'm going to seem extremeThis bird's going down.This bird's going down.This bird's going
