Lyrics

BLOODY HOLIDAY!

Verse 1
Passport, Keys & Wallet found
Tickets still at bay!
This is the check in queue for another plane delay
Babies, kids & pensioners wander up the halls
& this is just about the time that I regret filling in the forms

Verse 2
An aisle seat with extra room for an extra roomy 'Guy'
there's no chance of any comfort in this pencil in the sky
Belt up!, Sit still! Obey the rules & know your place
Two hours of transit mayhem with the seat back in my face

Chorus 1
Come along on an English holiday
Jet ski packers with a lot of cash to pay
Flying the vapour trails across the smoky blue
Clouds float on by, there’s nothing you can do
but enjoy the ride

Verse 3
10ccs ''Mandy"* playing in my mind
the 'Clockwork creep' ?
There's a shady bloke sat right behind (me)
I grip the arms on the vice like seat
The plastic chicken that your kids won't eat
& pray to God you make the ground again

Chorus 1
Come along on an English holiday
Jet ski packers with a lot of cash to pay
Flying the vapour trails across the smoky blue
Clouds float on by, there’s nothing you can do
but enjoy the ride

* Thanks to Kevin, Lol, Eric & Graham for kind permission to use their "Mandy" Motif