Track Insight / Lyrics
The gate agent's voice comes cracking through like God on a bad PA
"Now boarding Group One" — and every suit begins to pray
They clutch their platinum cards like monks who've found the holy grail
While the rest of us in sweatpants just rehearse our quiet exhale
There's a hierarchy of heaven and it's written on a screen
Where the rich go first to nowhere and the poor go last to lean
(Pre-Chorus)
Bass and toms, tense pulse building...
They sold us pretty seats, sold us legroom, sold us air
But the overhead bin's a battlefield and nobody plays fair
I'm not the man they wanted, I'm the wolf who checked a bag
So spill your champagne, fancy man —
(Chorus)
BOARDING GROUP ONE! — you bought the sky, you bought the sun!
BOARDING GROUP ONE! — but the plane still lands for everyone!
Every diamond in your pocket turns to gravel when we fly —
BOARDING GROUP ONE! BOARDING GROUP ONE!
(Verse 2)
There's a mother with a stroller doing calculus of space
There's a businessman in first class wiping caviar off his face
There's a couple fighting softly over who forgot the snacks
And a toddler who's about to launch a war we can't retract
The lounge is full of lawyers drinking gin they didn't earn
While the rest of us are cattle and we're waiting for our turn
(Pre-Chorus)
They can keep their priority passes, keep their pre-check, keep their lies
I was born inside a middle seat with strangers in my eyes
I'm not the guest they wanted, I'm the ghost in 34
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So raise your plastic cup —
(Chorus)
BOARDING GROUP ONE! — you bought the sky, you bought the sun!
BOARDING GROUP ONE! — but the plane still lands for everyone!
Every diamond in your pocket turns to gravel when we fly —
BOARDING GROUP ONE! BOARDING GROUP ONE!
(Bridge)
...
And when the cabin lights go dim...
...and the oxygen masks descend...
...the millionaire and the janitor...
...will hold hands at the end...
(Final Chorus)
BOARDING GROUP ONE! (sit down, sir!) — you bought the sky, you bought the sun!
BOARDING GROUP ONE! (sit down, sir!) — but the plane still lands for everyone!
Every diamond in your pocket turns to gravel when we fly —
BOARDING GROUP ONE! BOARDING GROUP ONE!
BOARDING... GROUP... ONE...
