Lyrics The Man Who Fell from the Sky - Candlemass

Copped a ticket, flight 305
They ain't gonna take me alive
I'm the man, shades on briefcase in hand
Military minded so I focus on the plan
Got a grudge and I'm about to get revenge on Uncle Sam
Get paid, I'm a renegade, do it while I can
Sit down in the back, order bourbon and a soda
... Called that little pretty misses over
Hand her a note, let her know I got a bomb
Asked her to sit next to me, keep her calm
Opened up the casе to show her it ain't fake
Told her takе notes i got some demands I need to make
First I need cake, 200k
In unmarked twenty dollar bills on the way
Second, I need four parachutes for my escape
Two front, two back or I blow us all away
Take it to the crew, let 'em know what they gotta do
And thank you for your patience, it's been a long day
Once we hit Seattle I expect to get my money
Then we hittin' Reno to refuel and leave the country