Fiery Crash

	作曲 :
	Turnstiles on mezzanine
	Jet ways and Dramamine fiends
	And x-ray machines
	You were hurling through space
	G-forces twisting your face
	Breeding superstition
	A fatal premonition
	You know you got to envision
	The fiery crash
	Oh close your eyes and you wake up
	Face stuck to a vinyl settee
	Oh the line was starting to break up
	Just as you were starting to say
	Something apropos I don't know
	Beige tiles and magazines
	Lou Dobbs and the CNN team
	On every monitor screen
	You were caught in the crossfire
	Where every human face
	Has you reaching for your mace
	So it's kind of an imposition
	Fatal premonition
	To save our lives you've got to envision
	And to save all our lives you've got to envision
	The fiery crash
	It's just a formality
	Why must I explain?
	Just a nod to mortality
	Before you get on a plane
	Oh close your eyes and you wake up
	Face stuck to a vinyl settee
	Oh the line was starting to break up
	What was that you were going to say?

	zuò qǔ :
	Turnstiles on mezzanine
	Jet ways and Dramamine fiends
	And xray machines
	You were hurling through space
	Gforces twisting your face
	Breeding superstition
	A fatal premonition
	You know you got to envision
	The fiery crash
	Oh close your eyes and you wake up
	Face stuck to a vinyl settee
	Oh the line was starting to break up
	Just as you were starting to say
	Something apropos I don' t know
	Beige tiles and magazines
	Lou Dobbs and the CNN team
	On every monitor screen
	You were caught in the crossfire
	Where every human face
	Has you reaching for your mace
	So it' s kind of an imposition
	Fatal premonition
	To save our lives you' ve got to envision
	And to save all our lives you' ve got to envision
	The fiery crash
	It' s just a formality
	Why must I explain?
	Just a nod to mortality
	Before you get on a plane
	Oh close your eyes and you wake up
	Face stuck to a vinyl settee
	Oh the line was starting to break up
	What was that you were going to say?