Here's to shutting up
At least until the wheels are off the ground
Hum something to yourself for luck
White knuckles and looking for the sign that says, "Move Around"
She said, "I just can't be called just for this"
But we are not pulling teeth, we are just flying mist
Well I know, but take me to the place where I can taste the mist
Take me there right now
Take me there right now
Make me an example of a world that does not care to know how
Airplanes are heavy
Ships deserve to sink
Well our needs deserve a levy
Well tell me what do you think
Well I know we are just flying
When your whole life feels like lying
And things in the rear start to shrink
Doctor's office wife
Makes my teeth hurt like airplane bathrooms
And photo booths she said
I was raised in natural light
Nothing could be further than where we are
She said, "I just can't be called just for this"
But all the music that I like is out of date
So take me to the place
Where there's no such thing as taste
Take me there right now
Take me there right now
Make me an example of the world that does not care to know how
I never grew up; I just showed up
Never know it how
Now I want out
Out on that wing is where you'll find me
Airplanes are heavy
Ships deserve to sink
Well at least deserve a levy
Well tell me what do you think
Well I know we are just flying
When your whole life feels like lying
And things in the rear start to shrink
Well tell me what do you think?
Well tell me what do you think?
Well tell me what do you think?
Writer(s): Laura Jane Ballance, James August Wilbur, Jonathan Patrick Wurster
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