Up in the sky it's bird it's a plane
Yea it's a plane
I'm not afraid to fly I'm not afraid
Yea I guess I'm afraid
Fear is a good thing
It teaches us humility
And it can keep us sane
So I'll fly high if I have to
If I could I take the train
Verse 2:
Livin away from home on the road all the time
Ah, all the time
Driving up and down and back and forth
No reason or rhyme
Yea you guess right
Makes a grown man confront his fears
Consider options he'd normally decline
I'm gonna find my ticket to fly
I'm gonna fly
I'm gonna fly
Chorus:
Strap me in, tie me down
And roll me a bone
I'm gettin on an airplane
And I'm flying home
Strap me in, tie me down
I'm learning to fly
Drive across the country
I get too fuckin high
(too fuckin high) I don't wanna die
(too fuckin high) too fuckin high
(too fuckin high) too fuckin high
(too fuckin high) Yea
Verse 3:
Fly me so high yea 20' 30 thousand
That's pretty high
When they take off my chest sinks
My ears pop I pray
I lie
I think about the network news to torture myself
And to pass the time
They tell me my seat cusion is a floatation device
Pray to God they ain't lying
Repeat chorus
Verse 1: Up in the sky it's bird it's a plane Yea it's a plane I'm not afraid to fly I'm not afraid Yea I guess I'm afraid Fear is a good thing It teaches us humility And it can keep us sane So I'll fly high if I have to If I could I take the train Verse 2: Livin away from home on the road all the time Ah, all the time Driving up and down and back and forth No reason or rhyme Yea you guess right Makes a grown man confront his fears Consider options he'd normally decline I'm gonna find my ticket to fly I'm gonna fly I'm gonna fly Chorus: Strap me in, tie me down And roll me a bone I'm gettin on an airplane And I'm flying home Strap me in, tie me down I'm learning to fly Drive across the country I get too fuckin high (too fuckin high) I don't wanna die (too fuckin high) too fuckin high (too fuckin high) too fuckin high (too fuckin high) Yea Verse 3: Fly me so high yea 20' 30 thousand That's pretty high When they take off my chest sinks My ears pop I pray I lie I think about the network news to torture myself And to pass the time They tell me my seat cusion is a floatation device Pray to God they ain't lying Repeat chorus Explain Request ×
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