Flight Home

the beat goes
a little something like this

bright and early
about a quarter to six
i get to the airport
and here i really get dissed

my plane is cancelled
and i'm out of luck
splat
splat

i'm told there's nothing
nothing till
who knows
they say

i get up some steam
and i say it straight
um
i need to find a flight to get home tonight

the attendants look around
confused as all heck
trying to find a way
but having no luck

then out of sight
a spot opens up
i start to cry
with joy and relief

i apologize for my ways
then i i hurry along
back home i go
to get me some rest