Mitch Hedberg - Hot Air Balloon lyrics

We wrote a prelude To our own fairy tale And bought a parachute At a church rummage saleAnd with a mean sewing machine And miles of thread We sewed the day above L.A In navy and redWe roamed a racetrack Through your mom's kitchen chairs And fought the shadows Back down your dark basement stairsI lit a match, then let it catch To light up the room And then you yelled as we beheld An old maroon hot air balloonI'll be out of my mind And you'll be out of ideas pretty soon So let's spend the afternoon In a cold hot air balloonLeave your jacket behind Lean out and touch the tree tops over town I can't wait to kiss the ground Wherever we touch back downWe drank the great lakes Like cold lemonade And both got stomach aches Sprawled out in the shadeSo bored to d**h, you held your breath And I tried not to yawn You made my frown turn upside down And now my worries are goneI'll be out of my mind And you'll be out of ideas pretty soon So let's spend the afternoon In a cold hot air balloonLeave your jacket behind Lean out and touch the tree tops over town I can't wait to kiss the ground Wherever we touch back downI'll be out of my mind And you'll be out of ideas pretty soon So let's spend the afternoon In a cold hot air balloonLeave your jacket behind Lean out and touch the tree tops over town I can't wait to kiss the ground Wherever we touch back down