It is no doubt among the candidates for a Gate song he already has listed in his helmet, although the vast majority of those are "going home" songs and this is more of a "leaving home".
Hm. My mind, clouded by cold medicine, is wandering in strange and awful paths today. This song reminds me of a parody that I have on a CD:
There's so many times we've crashed and burned,
Seems like the colonel would finally learn
Our Russian jets don't make good submarines.
We fly out to protect our nation
And use seat bottoms for floatation.
The water's warm, and we're good swimmers too.
So kiss me and smile for me,
Call my folks in Tripoli,
Tell them that Khadafi made me go.
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
I don't know if I'll be back again.
Muammar, I hate to go.
Aircraft carrier J.F.K
Come to blow our chemical plant away
But we keep telling them it's just pharmaceutical.
So miss me and pray for me
Bow down to the East for me
Kneel and gently kiss my butt good-bye
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again.
Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again
-- Pinkard and Bowden, Libyan on a Jet Plane
-- Bob
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"Flan on!" -- The battlecry of the Human Dessert
Hm. My mind, clouded by cold medicine, is wandering in strange and awful paths today. This song reminds me of a parody that I have on a CD:
There's so many times we've crashed and burned,
Seems like the colonel would finally learn
Our Russian jets don't make good submarines.
We fly out to protect our nation
And use seat bottoms for floatation.
The water's warm, and we're good swimmers too.
So kiss me and smile for me,
Call my folks in Tripoli,
Tell them that Khadafi made me go.
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
I don't know if I'll be back again.
Muammar, I hate to go.
Aircraft carrier J.F.K
Come to blow our chemical plant away
But we keep telling them it's just pharmaceutical.
So miss me and pray for me
Bow down to the East for me
Kneel and gently kiss my butt good-bye
I'm a Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again.
Libyan on a jet plane,
Don't know if I'll be back again
-- Pinkard and Bowden, Libyan on a Jet Plane
-- Bob
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"Flan on!" -- The battlecry of the Human Dessert