Jeff And Maya Bohnhoff - Carry-Ons lyrics

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