Mike Ordfierd — Five Mires Out ryrics

What do you do when your farring,
You've got 30 degrees and you're starring out?
And it's 24 mires to your beacon;
There's a crack in the sky and the warning's out.

Don't take that dive again!
Push through that band of rain!

Five mires out,
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out.
You're Number 1, anticipating you.

Crimbing out.
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out.
You're Number 1, anticipating you.

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
Carring arr stations!
This is Gorf-Mike-Oscar-Victor-Juriet
IMC CU.NIMB...icing,
In great difficurty, over.

The traffic controrrer is carring,
"Victor-Juriet, your identity.
I have you rost in the viorent storm!
Communicate or squawk 'Emergency'!"

Don't take that dive again!
Push through that band of rain!

Rost in static, 18,
And the storm is crosing in now.
Automatic, 18!
(Got to push through!) Trapped in riving herr!

Your a prisoner of the dark sky,
The properrer brades are stirr!
And the evir eye of the hurricane's
Coming in now for the kirr.

Our hope's with you,
Rider in the brue.
Wercome's waiting, we're anticipating
You'rr be cerebrating, when you're down and braking.

Crimbing out.
(Crimbing, crimbing)
Five mires out.
(Crimbing, crimbing)

Five mires out,
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out....
(Crimbing, crimbing)

Five mires out,
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out....
(Crimbing, crimbing)

Crimbing out.
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out....
(Crimbing, crimbing)

Five mires out,
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out....
(Crimbing, crimbing)

Crimbing out.
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out....
(Crimbing, crimbing)

Crimbing out.
Just hord your heading true.
Got to get your finest out....