Jet lag it pulls up beside me I'm thinking loud and waving off the sleep ya The engine roars, we're going up there But I'm in the wrong plane inhaling wrong air Jet lag a figment but so true No catching stars before I'm seeing blue ya The engine roars, we're going up there But I'm in a bad place inhaling black air Pain the side of Oak and Elm Street I'm, I'm on top or so I think I am What's my age again? Words can only stick If there's dirt and there's mud and glue to hold all ya Let us in then oh well Through trying in the hill But I am gray, and I am gone He said boy your work is done It was good ya it was full Trying to rest and just falls And so likely I suppose and so likely I won't Fall asleep Don't do it here all asleep I'm fighting on or so it goes Just wait and see 'Cuz all I say is one more week Jet lag it pulls up beside me I'm thinking loud and waving off the sleep ya The engine roars, we're going up there But I'm in the wrong plane inhaling wrong air Jet lag a figment but so true No catching stars before I'm seeing blue ya The engine roars, we're going up there But I'm in a bad place inhaling black air