We're sitting out here on the runway,
Waiting for the plane to leave,
And the captain says, "There'll be a short delay,
Bear with me please,"

They gave us the usual hassle,
"You can't take those guitars on board,"
But the boys in the band just smile
Auf Acshe lyrics


You see her, you can't touch her 
You hear her, you can't hold her 
You want her, you can't have her 
You want to, but she 
d,
Heard it all before,

And as they're starting to serve champagne,
To the folks at the front of the plane,
I can hear the engines roaring, we're on our way,

And we are flying home,
I feel the freedom in my soul,
Flying home at last;
Flying home,
I've got the freedom in my soul,
Canzone Delle Domande Consuete lyrics

Canzone delle domande consuete (Francesco Guccini)
Ancora qui a domandarsi e a far finta di niente
come se il
And it's four in the morning,
My world is calling,
Speeding through the universe tonight...

The movie reminds of my lady,
As she waits, "where are those guys?"
Yes it's nice to see old Butch and Sundance in the sky,

And now the sun is beginning to rise,
It's like looking down on 
Metro Man lyrics

Commuting - communicating - touching base
Computing - evaluating - a paper chase
A mover - a man in motion - 
Paradise,
There's a ball of fire that's burning, giving life,

And we are flying home,
I feel the freedom in my soul,
Flying home at last;
Flying home,
I've got the freedom in my soul,
And it's four in the morning,
My world is calling,
Speeding through the universe tonight...