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!