Paul Revere And The Raiders - The Great Airplane Strike lyrics

I was down in L.A. town, when our manager said, "Jump" I threw my clothes and my saxophone in a two by four bit trunk I pushed it to the airport and I ran to the ticket line Man said, "Son, you could have saved the run, those airplanes just quit flyin'" If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home Uh-huh I ran to the terminal building, to fly by my airline The man said I could ride the wing and I said that was fine He said, "I'll confirm your reservation, and put the plane on hold" He come back and said, "Sorry but that wing space just been sold" If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home Um-hum, baby I walked into the washroom and I built myself a fire Threw on lots of paper and the flames kept gettin' higher The janitor come runnin' in, so scared his face was white So I explained my situation, he said, "That's all right" If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home Next day I thought that I would leave, so I packed my things again I waited 14 hours for a taxi to come in Spotted one that wasn't full and I threw myself in fast The driver said, "I'm sorry, but this taxi's out of gas" If I can't leave here, I just might stay And that L.A. flyway is goin' to be my home