Under the Flight Path Songtext
von Tim Rogers & The Twin Set

I live under the flightpath
And it don′t get me down
It's just a regular interruption on
The western side of town
They send Boeings from Tacoma
Near on 50 times a day
But they sure can help me out when I′ve got
Nothing left to say

I turn off and watch them come all day
Someone's daddy's gone away
Callin′ out from the flashing light
Someone′s baby's home tonight

I wear an earplug to hear TV
′Cause I miss all the good lines now
When a KLM airliner comes in
From Copenhagen town


I sit under the clothesline
And I watch their stomachs white
Like a body surfing city kid
And the trail they leave behind

I turn off and watch them come all day
Someone's daddy′s gone away
Callin' out from the flashing light
Someone′s baby's home tonight
Oww, right
Doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo

I cough and watch it dissipate
As if it never was
And I almost could believe it
Except for that black shit on my lawn

I live under the flightpath
They're birds of the inner-west
I′d sure miss them if they weren′t around
But do those fuckers ever rest?
Ah, come on
Doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo