Lyrics

It's hard to be a gambler betting on the airlines getting it right all the time.
Sooner or later a plane's going down
Will I be on it or escape the end this time? .
Will I get a second chance to board again or will I be soaring with a different pair of wings?.
I'd rather keep my tuchus planted on the ground, color me fickle, bitches - moody Jew.

Moody Jew - where the hell is this plane going to .
Will it make it's destination on time or will be stranded on a mountain top with some caribou.
Moody Jew - Imagine, Jesus - me running in to you.
Spending to much time with my imagination playing tricks on my mind
This window seat will never do.


Tuesday wishes it was Monday Wednesday wishes it was Tuesday and still he didn't have to board that plane.
Looking for an out - rather take a car, bus, truck - even hop a train.
As long as the wheels are firmly on the ground
Mr.Tony he's a trooper through and through
A complicated man with survival as his plan
Don't go to a dark place - moody Jew

Moody Jew is that airliner getting to you.
Sweat rolling down your spine all the time. Anxiety can be really cruel..
Hey Moody Jew... Bam in a flash, turbulence can make you play the fool.
Tranquility can be on it's way. Just hand full of relaxers. Do you prefer the red or blue
Moody Jew


Moody Jew - your sailing 40,000 feet in the blue
isn't that really high
Being an English major do any 4 letter words come to you.

Moody Jew - tell me will the captain be spooning you.
Smiling flight attendants in the aisle - handing out flotation devices . I hope you'll never have to use.