Out On The Airstrip Lyrics - Americruiser - Urge Overkill

Ah, take me with you 

You ground the fly boy 

You'll be clear for miles 

They're throwing a party 

They're throwing vials 

You been wearing a gym suit 

Flagging him down 

Now to land this big ass bird 

Then pussy bound 

Out on the airstrip 

The weather's is clear 

Nothing be ugly 

Can see him in here 

Out on the airstrip 

The weather's so clear 

Nothing so ugly 

Can see him in here 

John hear of duress's 

We're only guided, yeah 

We're doing ninety 

We're doing fine 

Oh, we're almost there 

We're up there 

Way the fuck up there 

Wine and having some bud 

Side door high post slow mo 

Like no gun, no luck 

Out on the airstrip 

The weather's is clear 

Nothing be ugly 

Can see him in here 

Out on the airstrip 

The weather's so clear 

Nothing so ugly 

Can see him in here 

And the girl's claps were always wild 

When I asked her what that town did for shits 

Well, she just rolled onto the runway 

And flashed me a picture of her kid 

When the sun came up, she was hidden 

And the speed baller started taking her high 

I swore that morning 

Girl, we're gonna fly, we're gonna fly 

Out on the airstrip 

The weather's is clear 

Nothing be ugly 

Can see him in here 

Out on the airstrip 

The weather's so goddamn clear 

No nothing so ugly 

Who is gonna buy you a meal, no