TV on 10 Lyrics & Tabs by The Uncluded
TV on 10
guitar chords lyrics
Take a deep breath, try to relax
Just close the shade, don't start to panic
Hope there's no map, in the seat back
Cause if I know, where we're at
Right as we cross to blue from green
The fiery terror will engulf me
You hold my hand reluctantly
But you look at me like I am crazy
"Planes almost never crash," you say
"Almost never isn't never," I say as I shake
And I fight back tears, my biggest fear
Something going on while we're up here
Eyes closed tight until we land, I don't care if it's rare
It happens
It happens...
Eyes closed tight until we land, I don't care if it's rare
It happens
It happens...
(Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten)
It happens...
Five in a den with a TV on 10
2-29 meeting and I see beyond then
Married to marathon of bad cable axis
Times while the gravitron axis wind
*, told me how to hide for the club
Toast of the tigers arrive in a rut
To instruct
On his own yet * * knife in the gut
So I hold up light was a fiber to clutch
Wednesday 9, to 98 but really
Not even a cline of your time and space
Surf in a 20 inch tube
And a home video of a news-cutter room
But a casual flip was a light-show dice roll
Looking for a chuckle, might stumble on a cyclone
This just in: tale of a plane crash
Typical affliction of flinch that change pasts
Harsh but the city piles stiffs like a haystack
Either you're a needle or a gray mask
One channel up, wait, baby, change back
Okay, a dose of the old death toll game
FACT: MD-11 in the ocean
Close to the coast of a cold Nova Scotia
Left JFK, smelled smoke in the vulture
Found fire in the hole, never found closure
Now a quote from his homeboy Jeremy:
My mother took a night flight out of Kennedy
What? Yup, she was Switzerland bound
Ah, dude, she's fine, dude, she's fine
What you're thinking is an impossibility of design
Turn it up a second if need a little peace of mind
Halifax divers find no survivors
We just need the name of the city you were flying towards
It's not like any of us knew the routing
But the given alternative isn't one we were allowing
Here's where the room run a fever:
Five in a den waiting on a flight number through a speaker
And I never knew a number as a cleaver
Til an anchorwoman utter "Swiss Air 111 to Geneva"
HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT.
What just happened? That doesn't happen
We were just sitting here normal
Now they got a motherless child with a father and a widower to phonecall
I remember that you rode your bike home
NY autumn like a fright-night fight song
Four stayed up late with the lights on
Combing over every last scale in a python
You were in the hearts of the posse you were raised in
Spoke of in the same breathe as powerful and brave men
Learned life outta death, live with his friends
Five in the den with the TV on 10
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