Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Before the drunks and creeps destroyed the illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But there are no friendly skies
The seatbelt sign is lit; they still act like blind men
They drink like fish and they act just like madmen
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say
Those carry-ons must weigh a ton
Each pa**enger's allowed just one
So give my weary arms some rest
Now don't you fly no more
Masquerading, I show life vest inflation
The charade of the safety demonstration
And if you were to pay attention
What I'd do I just don't know
Serving snacks in skies of turbulent motion
Of my blistered feet you have no real notion
As we fly a holding pattern
I can the voices say
Those carry-ons must weigh a ton
Each pa**enger's allowed just one
So give my weary arms some rest
Now don't you fly no more
Carry-ons must pa** through detectors
Carry-ons must be searched by inspectors
The lavatory's never empty
Surely air rage waits for you
Those carry-ons must weigh a ton
Each pa**enger's allowed just one
So give my weary arms some rest
Now don't you fly no more