From The Air Lyrics

Good evening, this is your captain
We are about to attempt a crash landing
Please extinguish all cigarettes
Place your tray tables in their upright, locked position

Your captain says: "Put your head on your knees"
Your captain says: "Put your head in your hands"
Captain says: "Put your hands on your head"
"Put your hands on your hips"
Hehehe

This is your captain, and we are going down
We are all going down, together
And I said: "Uh oh"
"This is gonna be some day"

Stand by
This is the time
And this the record of the time
This the time
And this the record...of the time Um
This is your captain again
You know
I've got a funny feeling
I've seen this all before
Why?
Because I'm a caveman
Why?
Because I've got eyes in the back of my head
Why?
It's the heat

Stand by
This is the time
And this is the record of the time
This is the time
And this is the record...of the time

Put your hands over your eyes
Jump out of the plane
There is no pilot
You are not alone

Stand by
This is the time
And this is the record of the time
This is the time
And this is the record of the time

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