I am the Passenger
and I ride and I ride
I ride thru the city's backside
I see the stars come out in the sky
yeah the bright and hollow sky
you know it looks so good tonite

I am the Passenger
and I ride and I ride
I see all the things pass by outside my window

O the Passenger
he rides and he rides
he looks outside, what does he see?
more pavement than there used to be
cars parked from here to the sea
what's going on?

I sing, La La La La La La La La, La La La La La La La La, La La La La La La La La La La La

September 11, 2001
goin' to California gonna have some fun
gonna take a vacation, drive down the One
here we come

The guy jumps up from the seat behind
he's yellin' something, he's got a knife
he grabs the stewardess, he's threatenin' her life
what's going on?

She's fightin' with her fists
blood splashin' from her wrists
how did it ever come to this
what's going on?

Five guys with knives all around the plane
they got the pilots they must be insane
women and children are cryin' and prayin'
what's going on?

chorus

September 11, 2001
goin' on vacation, gonna have some fun
gonna take the wife drivin' down Highway One
here we come

The pilot says, everyone please remain calm
somebody's yellin' something about a bomb
gonna blow everyone to kingdom come
what's going on?

Everybody's screamin', can't understand
the girl next to me is squeezin' my hand
this is not the trip we planned
what's going on?

Somebody says, they're gonna crash the plane
what's wrong with them? they must be insane
the stewardess is screamin' in pain
what's going on?

chorus

I am the Passenger
and I ride and I ride
I see all the things pass by outside my window

O the Passenger
how, how he rides
O the Passenger
and he rides and he rides
he looks thru his window
what does he see?
more pavement than there used to be
cars parked from here to the sea
look up ahead that's New York City
here we come

What'd we ever do to these terrorists?
how did it ever come to this?
where's the Air Force to save us with their jets?
what's going on?

Tuesday morning, September 11
all God's children gonna go to heaven
gonna take a trip there on a 767
here we come

chorus

I am the Passenger
and I look outside
and I ride and I ride and I ride and I ride and I ride