ON FIRE

I heard the planes today, yeah
Shook the brick shook the pavement, yeah yeah
And I looked to duck and I looked to cover and hide
Woke up with someone’s elbow in my side
Singing rise and shine it’s time to stow your tray, yeah
Here we come again

Stewardess go on stewardess flash us that smile, right
Hey we got blood on these wings and they’re shuddering they’re on fire hey
And stewardess you can’t stop these things

Headed back inland from the beach, yeah
Spitting watermelon seeds, yeah yeah
When one clears the window it’s like the winds whip it
Sixty-five seventy miles a minute
It’s gone in a blink it’s blooming mushrooming back there
And there is nothing in here

Stewardess come on stewardess pick up the phone now
Flames want to fall from these wings and they’re sagging getting tired
It’s time to come clean
Can we stop this thing