Bermuda Triangle Blues (Flight 45)
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Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun, back next Monday
And our friends are at the airport, cousin Bill says "Enjoy the water-sports."
As we fly into the mystery the film comes on and the Earth recedes, oh woah
Several hours out and twenty minutes south of Bermuda
The communication's gone, something has to be so wrong
And it must be Jesus calling, the silver ship, the blue sea falling
Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave
The coastguard said they might be found
They know just where the plane went down
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun, back next Monday
And our friends are at the airport, cousin Bill says "Enjoy the water-sports."
As we fly into the mystery the film comes on and the Earth recedes, oh woah
Several hours out and twenty minutes south of Bermuda
The communication's gone, something has to be so wrong
And it must be Jesus calling, the silver ship, the blue sea falling
Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave
The coastguard said they might be found
They know just where the plane went down
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