Flight 120 Lyrics

Whilst the sky was getting duller

I decide to get some colour

For every side there is another

You can hide, you can blubber

You can ease your debt with Easyjet

Hedge your bets with life or death

Mind your head and squeeze your legs

Bird or egg, the question begs

No P or R we like to queue

The bastard barged infant of you

Check your bag and check your shoes

Ask the terrorists for clues

They're imposing who they've chosen

The debating team they're closing

They've trumped your cards

They do play hard

Fatter than lard, secrets they guard

The lack of ground beneath my feet

A source of stress, I grind my teeth

Of course the foreign pilot speech

Lucky me or Lockerbie

Tourist guides, colonise

Trip advise, culture demise

Monetise, live or die

Who survives, buy your prize

Satisfaction never unbeaten

Soggy sandwich sitting uneaten

And my neighbours talking some bull

Engine rumble, imminent tumble

Flight crew mumble

Brace, brace