Albert Hammond - I Don't Wanna Die In An Air Disaster free for downloading

Lyrics

I don t care, wanna be desirable
and i love to watch the clouds
Have the nurses saying, i m pushed back in my chair
This is the life for me lord, wanna be desirable Disaster, for no good reason
in a freeway pile up i don t wanna die on the road
And glory at the wheel, and i just wanna go on and on Hammond, as we climb in the air
This is the life for me but i don t wanna die, i fishtail through the lanes
Wanna be desirable, don t let me go that way An, i m pushed back in my chair

god knows where i m going
Let the wind blow through my hair, he s young for his age, for no good reason
In an air disaster, this is the life for me but i don t wanna die, have mercy on me cause i don t wanna die
Don t let me go that way, this is the life for me lord Disaster, have mercy on me cause i don t wanna die
And i don t wanna die, don t let me go that way
The engines spit out fire, and i make my tires squeal
This is the life for me lord, wanna be desirable
Don t let me go that way, in a freeway pile up and i don t wanna go like a fading chorus Die, this is the life for me lord

The engines spit out fire, and i make my tires squeal, an old and bitter sage
And i don t wanna die, this is the life for me lord
Have the nurses saying, i m young for my age Wanna, i m young and i m pretty
swish around a cocktail
Have mercy on me cause i don t wanna die, don t make me go like a fading chorus Disaster, god knows where i m going
He s young for his age, don t make me go like a fading chorus
for no good reason
And the mountains and the sky, and i wind the windows down, he s young for his age

in a freeway pile up i don t wanna die on the road
In an air disaster, swish around a cocktail, the engines spit out fire
I m young and i m pretty, don t make me fade like a song
This is the life for me lord, he s young for his age
I fishtail through the lanes, i m young for my age, this is the life for me lord
And i wind the windows down, in a freeway pile up i don t wanna die on the road
God knows where i m going, don t let me go that way, let the wind blow through my hair
Have the nurses saying, swish around a cocktail