Pa**ed a man on a bridge Over the freeway Read of his flight in the news Conscience is not kind What was I to do He leaps without faith As the closing of doors on those close Comes home Fetch my luggage boy, be careful with that bag there I'm off to see my old lady and I got to be prepared So show me your ticket, I don't fly coach I ride in first cla** with a bottle and a roach He leaps without faith As the closing of doors on those close Comes home