| verse 1: | |
| Up in the sky it's bird it's a plane | |
| Yea it's a plane | |
| I'm not afraid to fly im 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 |