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Here I sit in this airplane

Couldn't get much higher

Don't mind being high just don't like to fly

Sweats pouring down my face

Pouring down my spine

I don't like to take off but worse is landing, yeah

Here we go were all gonna die now I know

What goes up must come down that's for sure

 Please take my hand

We're about to land

Here we ride in this tin cigar

Floating on a cotton cloud

No strings attached and no sight of ground

Sweats pouring down my cheeks

Pouring down my legs

I don't like to take off but worse is landing, yeah

Here we go were all gonna die now I know

What goes up must come down that's for sure

 Please take my hand

We're about to land

I pushed the button and I closed my eyes

Waiting for the stewardess to bring gin, tonic, and ice

Here we go were all gonna die now I know

What goes up just must come down that's for sure

 Please take my hand

We're about to land

 We're about to land

 We're about to land

 We're about to land