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Tim Minchin
Tim Minchin
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Véronique Serret
Véronique Serret
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Alex Norton
Alex Norton
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Alexandra Mitchell
Alexandra Mitchell
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Andrew Jezek
Andrew Jezek
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Anthony Kable
Anthony Kable
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Beth Condon
Beth Condon
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Bourian Boubbov
Bourian Boubbov
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Cristina Vaszilcsin
Cristina Vaszilcsin
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Daniel Denholm
Daniel Denholm
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David Campbell
David Campbell
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Emma Jezek
Emma Jezek
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Glenn Christensen
Glenn Christensen
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Graham Jesse
Graham Jesse
Тенор-саксофон
Heather Lindsay
Heather Lindsay
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Ike See
Ike See
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Ilya Isakovich
Ilya Isakovich
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Jack Ward
Jack Ward
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Jacqui Cronin
Jacqui Cronin
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Lachlan O'Donnell
Lachlan O'Donnell
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Leah Lynn
Leah Lynn
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Mark Taylor
Mark Taylor
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Milen Boubbov
Milen Boubbov
Валторна
Monique Irik
Monique Irik
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Nathan Greentree
Nathan Greentree
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Rowena MacNeish
Rowena MacNeish
Виолончель
Simon Sweeney
Simon Sweeney
Труба
Stephanie Zarka
Stephanie Zarka
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Victoria Bihun
Victoria Bihun
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Virginia Comerford
Virginia Comerford
Альт
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Tim Minchin
Tim Minchin
Автор песен
Iain Grandage
Iain Grandage
Аранжировщик оркестра
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Daniel Denholm
Daniel Denholm
Продюсер
Brent Clark
Brent Clark
Миксинг-инженер
Steve Smart
Steve Smart
Мастеринг-инженер
Richard Belkner
Richard Belkner
Инженер звукозаписи
Richie Belkner
Richie Belkner
Инженер звукозаписи
Rose Mackenzie-Peterson
Rose Mackenzie-Peterson
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи

Слова

Could I be more of a cliché?
Thirty thousand feet above Nebraska
Scratching lyrics on a napkin
Praying that this turbulence will spare my wine
The plane is almost empty
But for three hundred and twenty other humans
All staking their existence on a couple of dozen rivets
Straining between fuselage and wing
A fact we're only coping with by drinking
If this plane goes down
I hope that I'm one of the cool ones
Will I have the nerve to play the clown
If this plane goes down?
If this plane goes down
Remember me as someone who tried
To find a balance between self-loathing and pride
Dug too hard for love at times
So if it ends in flames and fuel
Please tell my kids I kept my cool
If my time is up and this plane goes down
If this plane goes down
As we hit the ground, I wanna be smiling
Happily Hades bound
If this plane goes down
If this plane goes down
Remember me as someone who cared
Often, but not always, about his hair
Self-righteous when shit wasn't fair
So if it ends in fire and glass
Please tell my kids I went down classy
If my time is up and this plane goes down
I've no regrets as such
It's just a shame, I've so much still to do
If my youth was wasted on me, I don't mind
Because I wasted it with you, my love
And from up above this planet looking down
The world reduced to green and browns
Toy trains in paper mache towns
And just for now the trials of human kind
Dissolved by altitude and wine
I really think that I'll be fine
If my time is up and this plane goes down
If this plane goes down
I hope that I can get people laughing
Will I have the balls to tool around
If this plane goes down?
If this plane goes down
Remember me as someone who went down with
Fair results, but grand intent
Found meaning in how phrases can be bent
To the will; where will my remains be sent
To be eventually dentally identified?
So if this flight should in end in tears
Please tell my kids I felt no fear
And tell them that the smoke will clear
And tell them I didn't spill a drop of beer
If my time is up and this plane goes down
If my time is up and this plane goes down
Written by: Tim Minchin
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