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© 2002 Jeff Bohnhoff

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Before the drunks and creeps destroyed the illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But there are no friendly skies

The seatbelt sign is lit; they still act like blind men
They drink like fish and they act just like madmen
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

Those carry-ons must weigh a ton
Each passenger's allowed just one
So give my weary arms some rest
Now don't you fly no more

Masquerading, I show life vest inflation
The charade of the safety demonstration
And if you were to pay attention
What I'd do I just don't know

Serving snacks in skies of turbulent motion
Of my blistered feet you have no real notion
As we fly a holding pattern
I can the voices say

Those carry-ons must weigh a ton
Each passenger's allowed just one
So give my weary arms some rest
Now don't you fly no more

Carry-ons must pass through detectors
Carry-ons must be searched by inspectors
The lavatory's never empty
Surely air rage waits for you

Those carry-ons must weigh a ton
Each passenger's allowed just one
So give my weary arms some rest
Now don't you fly no more

credits

from Aliens Ate My Homework, released March 15, 2004
Maya Bohnhoff - Vocals
Jeff Bohnhoff - Guitars, Bass, Drum Programming, Keyboards
Tony Fabris - Background Vocals

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Jeff and Maya Bohnhoff San Jose, California

Jeff and Maya have an identity crisis. Their music is sometimes uproariously funny parody (like their spot-on "Bohemian Rhapsody" parody "Midichlorian Rhapsody", or hauntingly beautiful, like "Road to Jerusalem" or "Manhattan Sleeps". One way or another, their music will create strong emotions. Jeff and Maya have been creating music together since 1979, and plan to continue for some time to come. ... more

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