
Song
Flyin' the Drone
gravelly male vocals, Bob Seger voice, Turn the Page style, tune, classic rock, gritty road song, weary blues rock, highway weary, raspy singing
Lyrics
Verse
On a long and lonesome highway, east of Iowa…
You can listen to the motors of the E3
moanin' out it’s one note song
You can think about the boiler or the mine you flew the night before…
But your thoughts will soon be wanderin' the way they always do
When you're training sixteen hours and there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like Flyin ', you just wish the trip was through
Chorus
Here I am
Flyin the drone again
There I am
Building another cage…
Here I go
Flyin the drone again…
There I go
Give me a Battery!
Verse
Well you walk into this refinery all strung out from the road…
And you feel the eyes upon you as you're starting up the drone…
You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just hope it won’t explode
Most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can
All the same old cliches,
"9 minutes?? 60-grand???
And you always seem outnumbered and you just want to do your scan….
Make your scan!!!
Chorus
Oh, here I am
Flying the drone again
There I am
Building another cage….yeah
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Build another cage!!!
Verse
Out there in the spotlights you're 30 meters away
Every ounce of battery seems to drain away
As the sweat pours out your body,
You hope it won’t fly awayyy!!!
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes from the E3 motors ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette, rememberin' what johan said…
What he said….
Chorus
Oh, here I am
Flying the drone again
There I am
Building another cage….yeah
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Gimme a battery!!!
There I go!!
Build another cage!!
There I go!!
Fly that drooooone!!!!
Fly that drone….
Here I go!!
Fly that droooooooone….









