People come
And people don't
But what I really wanna say in the middle of hell,
When there is no control
Middle age man in this big fat town
Tell the people in a ceiling
In a whistle you'll all be fine

He's name is Mr. Airplane
He is a very talented man
He can sing the songs in all different tones
I love the music that he plays
He can make you cry, then lose your mind
You'll turn up the track and bang you head!
But, in his whistle you'll all be fine

Once said
I'll watch your back
Once said
I'll Watch your back
Cause I'll be walking around but it ain't tonight

All know now is:
You got it your way
You left your heart in New York and bled it in L.A
Still a little bit funny to think about those days
I chased your memory and smell in dark cafes
Dreamin' bout a beer or a sweet talk overnight
To me honey
It would always sound as a good, a good, good time

And now our hands are full, our steps are blind
I showed you all but there's something I still hide
And I know we all been through strange affairs
Sometimes of whisky falling down the stairs
But we walked the same streets till here
I won't disappear
And maybe I'll be here if you need someone to rely on

Once said
I'll watch your back
Once said
I'll watch your back
Cause I'll be walking around but it ain't tonight

Now I lost my love
Now I lost my trust
The only for me, it's you
You're in all that I do
You know, now I know
Some people go
But I'll watch your back
You said
You would watch my back
You said, you would watch my back
Cause I'll be walking around but it ain't tonight
No tonight, darling.