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Shut Up And Get On The Plane Lyrics

from Southern Rock Opera

"Shut Up And Get On The Plane" is track #18 on the album Southern Rock Opera. It was written by Patterson Hood/mike Cooley/ Earl Hicks/rob Malone/brad Morgan.
"Shut Up And Get On The Plane" is track #18 on the album Southern Rock Opera. It was written by Patterson Hood/mike Cooley/ Earl Hicks/rob Malone/brad Morgan.

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Well your wishes and your feelings
Your bad dreams and intuitions
Are about as much used to me right
Now as a brand new set of golf clubs

We've been this close to death before
We were just too drunk to know it
Guess the price of being sobers
Being scared out of your mind

When it comes your time to go
Ain't no good way to go about it
Ain't no use in thinking 'bout it
You'll just drive yourself insane

There comes a time for everything
And the time has come for you
To shut your mouth
And get your ass on the plane

Ain't nothing I'd rather do right now
Than just go on home and lay around
But that ain't never an option
For a working man like me

How much is enough you ask
Well, I'll ask the man when I get a chance
All I know right now
There's somewhere else I'm suppose to be

When it comes your time to go
Ain't no good way to go about it
Ain't no use in thinking 'bout it
You'll just drive yourself insane

There comes a time for everything
And the time has come for you
To shut your mouth
And get your ass on the plane

Well, screaming engines, shooting flames
Dirty needles and cheap cocaine
Some gal's old man with a gun
To me it's all the same

Dead is dead and it ain't no different
Than walking around if you ain't living
Living in fear's just another way
Of dying before your time

When it comes your time to go
Ain't no good way to go about it
Ain't no use in thinking 'bout it
You'll just drive yourself insane

There comes a time for everything
And the time has come for you
To shut your mouth
And get your ass on the plane
To shut your mouth
And get your ass on the plane

Songwriters
PATTERSON HOOD/MIKE COOLEY/ EARL HICKS/ROB MALONE/BRAD MORGAN

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Lyrics © RAZOR & TIE DIRECT LLC

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