way back when i was just a little bitty boy livin in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement of the house half a block down the street from jerry’s bait shop
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and the little kid in the back of me kept throwing up the whole time
the flight attendants ran out of dr. pepper and salted peanuts
and the in flight movie was BIO-DOME with PAULY SHORE
and, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out and we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside AND THE PLANE EXPLODED IN A GIANT FIREBALL AND EVERYBODY DIED
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you know why?
cause i had my tray table up
and my seat back in the full upright position
had my tray table up
and my seat back in the full upright position
had my tray table up
and my seat back in the full upright position
maniacal laughter
so i crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
i crawled on my hands and knees for 3 full days
dragging along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag and my tenor saxophone and my 12 pound bowling ball and my lucky lucky autographed glow in the dark snorkel