Bob Rivers - Beat Up Old Jetliner Lyrics
Goodbye to all my friends I've knownAnd the travel agents I trusted.I'm riding along in this beat up old plane.Look out the window, all the rivits are rusted.The ground crew is pushing us backwardsOn that rickety F10-11I'm feeling around for my floatation deviceAnd when the safety film is showing, I'm paying close attention...Beat up old jet linerDon't carry me too far today...Oh, beat up old jet linerCause it's here that I'd rather stay...Bouncing around in a thunder cloud...Landing gear won't come down.My seat back is up, and my seatbelt is onI see the fire crews spreading foam on the ground.If I get to my final destinationMy next flight will surely be free...But never again will I go back up in thatPiece of shit just to save a few pennies...Beat up old jet linerDon't carry me too far todayOh, beat up old jet linerCause it's home that I'd rather stayYeah, yeah yeah, yeah.