We’re on a flight   The fog’s rolling in and we’re losing sight   And both of us know that we have got no choice but to make a crash landing tonight   ‘cause we’re getting nowhere in record setting time      We’re taking a drive   You’d best fold your hands and close both of your eyes   And say a short prayer that we will finally be able to reach our destination alive   ‘cause we’re getting nowhere in record setting time      Somehow we’ve managed to survive   Paying no attention to warning signs   But if someday we heed them   At least we’ll know we tried      We’re waving good bye   The ship’s setting sail and we’re along for the ride   Oh no it just can’t be   We’re lost at sea   But it shouldn’t come as any surprise   ‘cause we’re getting nowhere in record setting time