Passengers don’t be alarmed
When the masks fall, from above your head
It’s not because were crashing
And you’ll soon be burnt and dead

Cabin pressures fallen
Lost an engine and a wing
But believe me when I say
I’ll still land this bloody thing

But if you are religious
Please give your God a shout
But if he’s looking other way
Say HOY, God turn about

It’ll be a heavy landing
When we hit the ground
As the cot pits now on fire
And no button can be found

Well there’s only one good parachute
It’s strapped now to mi back
So all the best to all of you
As I’m not coming back.