Breakfast at Heathrow

Jet engine the smell of oblivion
My old friend come rescue me again
Beer for the fear never did let me down
Don't fancy my chances so get in another round

Breakfast at Heathrow, the beer and the vino
Keeps the fear of flying further from my mind
Never too early for it, I'll sleep it off in orbit
Breakfast at Heathrow my kind of high
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Give me whiskey or any old tipple you like
30, 000 feet is a hell of a height
I don't wanna go the way Buddy Holly went
I've seen the film and I really don't like the end

Breakfast at Heathrow, the beer and the vino
Keeps the fear of flying further from my mind
Never too early for it, I'll sleep it off in orbit
Breakfast at Heathrow my kind of high
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Breakfast at Heathrow my kind of high

All aboard I'm ready to lose the plot
Face my fate, I'd pray if I had a god
Breath in deeply wait for the trolley to call
For complimentary bottles of alcohol

Breakfast of heroes
Don't sit me by the window
I don't want a view of my impending doom
Don't wake me til we get there
Until we're tightly tethered
To good old terra firma
Not half way to the moon
Still I feel a whole lot better
Thanks to Wetherspoons

Breakfast at Heathrow, the beer and the vino
Keeps the fear of flying further from my mind
Never too early for it, I'll sleep it off in orbit
Breakfast at Heathrow my kind of high
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Breakfast at Heathrow my kind of high