Time Was, I Could Move My Arms Like a Bird... Fly!!!
She Was a Wingwalker,
Pitgirl of the Sky...
And Now I Got An Engine,
A Big Perverted Engine,
It Runs On Strength of Will....
Who Could Deny Me the Right to Fly?
You Know, It's My Art -
When I Form My Body in the Shape of a Plane...
I'm a Plane! {repeats}
Now I Got An Airframe,
A Big Perverted Airframe.
You Know? It's My Art -
When I Disguise My Body in the Shape of a Plane...
I'm a Plane! (I'm a Plane!) {repeats}
(Look At Me, Look At Me - I'm a Plane! Look At Me, I'm a Plane! Look At Me!)
And a Plane Becomes a Metaphor For My Life, and As I Suffer For It Like I'm
Insane, As It Says... So She Suffers Under the Weight of My Plane... You
Know? It's My Art! When I Disguise My Body in the Shape of a Plane...
Plane!!!
