Out On The Wing

Superchunk · Here's To Shutting Up [2001]

Here's to shutting up

At least until the wheels are off the ground

Hum something to yourself for luck

White knuckles and looking for the sign that says, "Move Around"



She said, "I just can't be called just for this"

But we are not pulling teeth, we are just flying mist

Well I know, but take me to the place where I can taste the mist

Take me there right now



Take me there right now

Make me an example of a world that does not care to know how

Airplanes are heavy

Ships deserve to sink



Well our needs deserve a levy

Well tell me what do you think

Well I know we are just flying

When your whole life feels like lying



And things in the rear start to shrink

Doctor's office wife

Makes my teeth hurt like airplane bathrooms

And photo booths she said



I was raised in natural light

Nothing could be further than where we are

She said, "I just can't be called just for this"

But all the music that I like is out of date



So take me to the place

Where there's no such thing as taste

Take me there right now

Take me there right now



Make me an example of the world that does not care to know how

I never grew up; I just showed up

Never know it how

Now I want out



Out on that wing is where you'll find me

Airplanes are heavy

Ships deserve to sink

Well at least deserve a levy



Well tell me what do you think

Well I know we are just flying

When your whole life feels like lying

And things in the rear start to shrink



Well tell me what do you think?

Well tell me what do you think?

Well tell me what do you think?