Parody of “Mount Tam”, words and music by
Leslie Fish
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Reprinted from
Songworm 3
This parody was sung by
Leslie Fish
on
Tapeworm 2
Parody lyrics ©1989-02-23 by Bob Kanefsky. All rights reserved. The copyright of the original lyrics and music remain with the holder(s) of the original copyright.
Am Here | E I | Am sit | G at | the | C front | of | G the | Am plane | . |
F Might | as well be a | C free | way | G lane |
Or the | F depths | of a | E chim | ney | Am stack | . |
The | Dm flight | is | F smooth | , but the | Am air | is | C gray |
With the | G breath | of the | Em smok | ers that | Am drifts | my | E way |
From the | Am seats | just a | D few | E rows | Am back | . |
Chorus: |
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Pressure’s low, so the cabin’s sealed.
The filters get more than they can field;
And here is a noxious cloud.
Its tendrils run through the intake duct
To the maze of vents where the air is sucked
And supplied to the front-row crowd.
(Refrain)
Studies show that recycled smoke
Makes smoking sections a useless joke:
The whole cabin space will fill.
The blood and urine of those who refrain
Show nicotine from the back of the plane
Invading their bodies, still.
(Refrain)
We who need to travel by air
Find ourselves in the dragon’s lair
Of a vice that we did not choose.
They’ll wreck their bodies, and that’s just fine,
But the grave they’re digging should not be mine,
Nor the kids’, nor the cabin crew’s.
(Refrain)