S2E18 Bonus - 23B

Next episode is all about the development of passenger planes. So, this week our song is about that emotionally stressful situation that air travel has turned into. 

The bare feet where they shouldn't be. Loud talkers. Hogging the arm rests. Passive aggressive travelers. 

It felt like a blues song in A Minor. But mashed together with our Season 2 house band's yacht rock groove.

Lyrics below. 

[Verse 1]
I boarded last, no room in the overhead bin
Lord, I boarded last, no room in the bin
Walked down to twenty-three and squeezed myself in
Man in C wouldn't lift his knee
No that Man in C won't lift that knee
Woman in A pulled the shade down, didn't wanna see
[Chorus]
I'm in 23B
Just B
Window went to A
Aisle went to C
I got what was left
I'm in 23B
Just B
[Verse 2]
Baby's been crying since we left the gate
Lord, that baby's been crying since we left the gate
Smell of perfume keeps me wondering what I ate
Bare feet on the headrest, three rows in front of me
Bare feet on the headrest, three rows in front of me
Wanted forty minutes of quiet, can't get forty seconds free
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
There used to be a dinner
There used to be a tie
There used to be a meaning
To getting in the sky
Now I'm boarding group five
With my one allowed bag
The seat reclines an inch
And nothing comes round for free
[Final Chorus]
I'm in 23B
Just B
Window went to A
Aisle went to C
I got what was left
I'm in 23B
Just B

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Transcript

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