Airplane

Lyrics

"Airplane, 747 crashed Slightly east upon the tracks A giant white cigar, so blue Airplane, with your burnt out fuselage It is just like a mirage Your tail is pointing in the air Airplane, your wings are cracked like porcelain With shattered glass hanging within The cockpit blown out by a ball Airplane, there are vultures in the air They feast on corpses everywhere Discarded from your belly ball So long ago, in the church that I saw The catholic priest who gave the wafer to me I sat in the pew, imagining a fantasy Of all the catholic girls I see around me I imagine the knife Plunging into me I imagine the blood Spraying from me So, airplane, you lay upon the land I will kill your captain And I will fly you in the air Airplane, to my love, I'm flying you After all I've been through I'd kill to touch her flowing hair I'd kill to touch her flowing hair I'd kill to touch her flowing hair"