Ian:
Fear of flying
Fear of dying
Fear of crashing into a mountain
Disappearing into the ocean
Fear of flying
Fear of dying
Nervous as a nerd
I'm yellow as a jar of lemon curd
I'm shaking as we're taking off, all bound for heaven
Fear of flying

Need for drinking
Bar cart comes around with Tess, the stewardess
I have a double, then another
Fear of flying
Here comes Tess again, my new best friend
She takes me to the back of the 747
For a tet-a-tet and a cigarette
With Tess the Stewardess, I'm feeling better
Like her sweater, she likes mine
The fear of flying getting less
All thanks to Tess the Stewardess

In a silver box
A metal room
A cloudy mess
A sonic boom

Fear of flying
Fear of dying
Fear of coming
Fear of going
Fear of understanding
Fear of landing
Thank you, Tess the sweetest Stewardess
The British street beneath my feet
I speed through London on the subway
Northern line to Bolder's Green
To get my amp and my lava lamp
Then, I catch a train to Glasgow

Fear of flying
Fear of schlepping
Fear of stepping
Fear of smiling
Fear of changing
Fear of rearranging
Fear of stopping
Fear of shopping
Fear of dropping dead
Dead in a room
Unidentified
Undiscovered
Covered
Up and take it away

I'm never gonna leave this room again
I'm never gonna leave this room again
Never gonna leave this room again
Never gonna leave this room again