Rob Tunstall - Summer Air (That Smells Like Frustration) Lyrics

The plane played a game of keep away from the ground
And every stewardess was made up to hit the town
It's hard to believe they do any of that for me

Pay the bills and make the grade bite a nail and turn a light off
Go to sleep and have a dream you go to sleep and dream inside her

It was hot as hell when I found my Kyoto inn
And all the temples packed with miles of bare-skin
Libido ran up a debt, haven't been able to pay it yet

Pay the bills and make the grade bit a nail and turn a light off
Fall asleep and have a dream you fall asleep and dream inside her