Wednesday, February 14, 2007

PAUL PENA lyrics - Jet Airliner



Can't see forty-two, just 'bout t'go insane

I've been down before

Ridin' along in this big jet plane

I've been thinkin' about jumpin' out the door

'Cause my home land is so far away

And I feel like it's all been done

Somebody's tryin' to make me stay

And I've got to be on the run



Oh big ol' jet airliner

Don't carry me too far away

Oh big ol' jet airliner

'Cause it's here that I've got to stay



I've been sitting by the fireside

Wonderin' where my strength is goin'

Looking through the (midlight?),

Tryin' to find out which way the wind is blowin'

But my heart keeps pushing me backwards

As I jump aboard that 747

Riding high, but with a tear in my eye

You got to go through hell before you get to heaven



Woah, big ol' jet airliner

Don't carry me too far away

Oh big ol' jet airliner

'Cause it's here that I've got to stay



Oh I know I will

I'm gonna leave on my own this time

Oh, yeah, yeah



Big ol' jet airliner

Don't carry me too far away

Big ol' jet airliner

Here that I've got to stay



Goodbye to all my friends at home

Goodbye to people I've trusted

I've got to go out and make my way

I might get rich you know I might get busted

But my heart keeps calling me backwards

As I get on the 707

Ridin' high I got tears in my eyes

You know you got to go through hell

Before you get to heaven



Big ol' jet airliner

Don't carry me too far away

Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner

Cause it's here that I've got to stay



Touchin' down in New England

Feel the heat comin' down

First thought is "Lord, I said I'd be there"

But I couldn't seem to quite get it down

'Cause I'm goin' with some hesitation

I've got to go and make my way

But there's so many people, Lord, to talk to

And a whole lotta debts to pay



Oh, big ol' jet airliner

Don't carry me too far away

Oh big ol' jet airliner

'Cause it's here that I've got to stay



Goodbye to old friends at home

Goodbye to willing friends I've trusted

I've got to go out and make my way

I might get rich and I might get busted

But I'm going, Lord, with so many things to clean up

I've got to make my way clear before me

But I don't want to get mixed up

In any of that funky shit that goin' down before me



Oooh, big ol' jet airliner

Don't carry me too far away

Big ol' jet airliner

'Cause it's here that I've got to stay

('Cause it's California where I've got to stay [last time])


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