F - Air Lyrics

(you wanted to be weightless you didn't want to wait)

we are
the sad sad people those scared scared scared scared eyes insane unseen an island inside inside out
minds unbeing dead isn't being alive what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air
what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air? the red line when
the sky ends the pretty ugly lives can't take your car to heaven can't take god
for a drive unbeing dead isn't being alive what's wrong with the air,
what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air? what's wrong
with the air what's wrong with the sky what's wrong with your eyes? what's wrong with the air
what's wrong with the sky? around you, around you, around you, around you, in mourning
for the morning, you laughed yourself into the afternoon you thought was endless you wanted to be weightless unbeing dead isn't being alive
what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air,
what's wrong with the air? what's wrong with the air what's wrong with the sky
what's wrong with your eyes? what's wrong with the air what's wrong with the sky?
around you, around you, around you, around you, around you, around you
around you, around you, you wanted to be weightless you didn't want to wait
you wanted to be weightless you didn't want to wait
you wanted to be brainless you didn't want to think
you wanted to be shameless you didn't want to want to

F - Air Lyrics

Airmail For Miss Emma

I just moved into a new apartment for the first time on my own
I circulated the address, gave out the new phone
Don't you wanna use my new address? Don't you wanna drop a line?
Doesn't anyone wanna let me know they're fine ...?

Then one Tuesday morning it came flying through the front door
Ever so appealing - lying on the hallway floor
I picked it up, I caressed it - it's what I'd been waiting for
But it was addressed to a Miss Emma Gore

Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
(And) I don't know no Emma Gore

I put the letter on the counter - it tickled my curiosity
What if Miss Emma had won the lottery?
Maybe it's just an unpaid bill - could be a rich uncle's will
Or even better still a love letter ...?

Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
(And I don't know no Emma Gore)

I'm gonna steam it open, I'm making tea anyway
I've waited long enough I think I've shown great restraint
I picked up I caressed it - it's what I'd been waiting for
But it was addressed to a Miss Emma Gore
But she don't live here anymore,
I don't know no Emma Gore Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
Airmail for Miss Emma, airmail for Miss Emma Gore
Airmail for Miss Emma, but she don't live here anymore
(And) I don't know no Emma Gore

Getting other people's mail is a bore
That depends of course on who it's for
I don't want Emma's - that's for sure
Her mail's not welcome on my floor
And she's not welcome within my door
That would just make me feel lower
I don't wanna rhyme no more
Emma's just a stupid whore

F - Air Lyrics

Airstream, big chrome airstream
Leave the world behind me
They won't find me in my airstream

Free, I don't wanna be stuck in the city
With the cars and people downtown
Waiting in a line
Wishing I was far away
Where no one knows my name

Ocean, big blue ocean
Rolling like a daydream
Down the highway in my airstream

Free, I don't wanna be stuck in the city
With the cars and people downtown
Waiting in a line
Wishing I was far away
Where no one knows my name
Or my address, it's a place I've never been
When it gets too familiar I'll be gone

Free, I don't wanna be stuck in the city
With the cars and people downtown
Waiting in a line
Wishing I was far away
Where no one knows my name
Or my address, it's a place I've never been
When it gets too familiar I'll be gone
When it gets too familiar I'll be gone
When it gets too familiar I'll be gone