The Falcon

Ooh!
 Four-wheeled big deal
 Chrome covered total eruption
 Can't catch a break, my mistake
 Then all of a sudden
 I'm backing out of the driveway
 Back your head out your ass
 You're begging me to tap on the brake lines
 Ain't no good; The good times just don't last
 Stand tall: the eight balls
 Just a second away from sinking
 Another rail? Can't fail!
 Honey, what the hell were you thinking?
 No, you weren't thinking
 Creeping out of the concrete
 Crossing over the line
 You look at me as if I was crazy
 Nah, son, it's just the first time I felt fine
 Riding the Falcon
 RIding the Falcon
 Riding the Falcon; We ain't coming down
 Riding the Falcon
 Take a seat in the Falcon
 Riding the Falcon; We ain't coming down
 We're too high to come down
 Slow dance carte blanche
 Good gig if you can land it
 Small pile faster miles an hour
 That's why they demand it
 Stepping into the sunset
 I'll see you in another state
 Climb aboard the wings of tomorrow
 Shut the door, we can't afford to be late
 Riding the Falcon
 RIding the Falcon
 Riding the Falcon; We ain't coming down
 Riding the Falcon
 Take a seat in the Falcon
 Riding the Falcon; We ain't coming down
 We're too high!
 I can't stop
 I can't stop
 I can't stop
 Riding the Falcon
 RIding the Falcon
 Riding the Falcon; We ain't coming down
 Riding the Falcon
 Take a seat in the Falcon
 Riding the Falcon; We ain't coming down
 We're too high to come down!