Land Of The Brave

Cos it all kicks off at about a quater past 8 in east midlands airport bar

A conversation with the boys over a friendly pint and it's a sign of

Things to come.

Cos my friend was now starting to grumble

And it's too early for this amount of alcohol

What you on about getting breakfast for - eating's cheating you puff

So get another round in

What am I doing here oh what am I doing here?

Now the conversations simply getting cruder

People in the bar think we've offended her

Spinning round like a broken record and talking about drinking

Shagging, drinking and more shagging

Last call for gate 29 all passengers please board the plane now

Cos I stood up a little too quickly

The room is spinning round and they've all gone without me

Bureau de change, I need a bureau de change

When the serial code starts to hit the horizon you know that it's

Time for landing it's time for landing

When the air hostess tells you to raise your seat up straight

Time for landing it's time for landing

When the captain of the plane switches the seatbelt light on

You know that it's time for landing.

During take off another round is bought the hostess is looking scared

I'm not suprised we're being smart

Touch down and we need a Joe baxi, 20 minutes later and we've found our hotel

We don't give a shit cos we're out on the piss

When the serial code starts to hit the horizon you know that it's

Time for landing it's time for landing

When the air hostess tells you to raise your seat up straight

Time for landing it's time for landing

When the captain of the plane switches the seatbelt light on

You know that it's time for landing.

Cos I'm spinning round I'm spinning round with ease

The ride is going too fast I wanna get off please

Too much beer and too much Maccy D's

Too many lesbo shows thongs and striptease

Too many handlebars little kids on the street

Asking if you'd like them to do obscenities

There's too many people off their tits in this city

Now there's too many stags

Now there's too many hens

When the serial code starts to hit the horizon you know that it's

Time for landing it's time for landing

When the air hostess tells you to raise your seat up straight

Time for landing it's time for landing

When alls that is left is the smell on your breath from the previous nights

Drunkeness and debauchery you know that it's time for landing