Car To The Airport

Lyrics
CAR TO THE AIRPORT The hostage negotiator's screaming through a bullhorn Trying to get me to come stand By the window He tells me 'bout his life, he tells me 'bout his wife Left him only this morning, took the kids and hit the road I tell the negotiator 'Do you think that I was born yesterday? I know your game, yeah I got you sussed Is this the best that they can do Sending me a cunt like you Feeding me this dogshit trying to gain my trust?' The hostage negotiator's screaming through a bullhorn Trying to get me to come stand By the window I tell him about my life, I tell him about my wife Oh I tell him any bullshit that he wants to know I might be self obsessed and depressed Sexually oppressed, many issues left to be addressed So I don't know But I'm the one holding the cards Don't forget who's in charge Stop trying to get me stand by the window I see snipers on the rooftop But they don't see me I see snipers on the rooftop I live between the laser beams Whooping and wailing x8 I want a car to the airport Straight up to the plane At the top of the airstairs I'll let the lady go I want a car to the airport Or many more shall be slain And you will be the blame Wifeless lifeless and alone Wifeless lifeless and alone How does that sound Mr. Hostage Negotiator? What you wanna do now? What you wanna do? All I know is that I see... Snipers on the rooftop But they don't see me I see snipers on the rooftop But they don't see me I see snipers on the rooftop (Yeeeeah, yeeeah, yeeah, yeaah...)
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Credits
- Writers
- Eugene McGuinness