Santa Fe Thrusters

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock / Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Grease stains on my flight suit cuffs Radio static, tower's asleep Diner dreams are rough and tough Promises I couldn't keep Checking thrusters on the veranda Desert wind don't need no commander Santa Fe glows like a grill flare I'm the only pilot there Altimeter reads like a ticket wheel Fuel gauge dropping, stainless steel Regulars call me Captain Joe But they don't know the half I know Checking thrusters on the veranda Desert wind don't need no commander Santa Fe glows like a grill flare I'm the only pilot there Adobe walls hold daytime heat Cooler full of Pabst and meat Thruster pods need one more check Before the sun pecks at my neck Checking thrusters on the veranda Desert wind don't need no commander Santa Fe glows like a grill flare I'm the only pilot there Short order life, long haul flight Grease and gravity, same old fight Flip a burger, bank a turn Watch the desert skyways burn No tickets punched, no order called Just me and gravity stalled Sand in the coffee, grit in the gear Flying's the only waitress here Dawn cracks open like a shell Engines hum a farewell yell Santa Fe wakes up slow and mean Best damn pilot ever seen Checking thrusters on the veranda Desert wind don't need no commander Santa Fe glows like a grill flare I'm the only pilot there Yeah, the only pilot there Cup rings empty on the rail Desert wind tells the tale

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