If I had wings, I wouldn't do anything beautiful and transcendent
No, I'd get my finger into everything I wanted
I'd do all the beautiful things,
those thing you can't do
Because nobody wants you to be able to do the things that make you feel good
Like you can't smoke on the airplane
I remember smoking on the airplane
I used to love to the smoke on the airplane
Those were the golden days of air travel
They would just open the door at the airport
And you'd walk right out the tarmac
And up those stairs and light a big cigarette
And stick it in the ashtray a
and the stewardess would come along
And if she was hot, you can try to pick her up
Once I was flying from New York to DC,
I didn't have much time
And the stewardess was smoking
She was all dusky tall American beauty
And I put down my tray table,
snorted a gram of cocaine
Till I got up my courage to say, "Can I have your phone number?"
And she gave me the number
that was the good news
The bad news was I got too stoned and I lost the number
The stewardess would've been better than the cocain
I made an error in judgement
But still I remember smoking on the airplane

Smoking on the airplane
Smoking on the airplane
everybody did it
They gather at the back on the way to Australia
And all puff up at once outside the bathroom
And that's why if I had wings
That would be a bad idea, I guess
According to everything I've been taught about the laws of
Ethics and karma and good behavior
If I had wings, I'd go, yum, yum, yum-yum, yum-yum, yum, ow
I'd have fun
If I had wings, I'd have fun
Smoking on the airplane

Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings

(You can't do that)
(You can't do that)
(You can't do that)
(You can't do that)

Teenage boys used to hijack the airplane and send it to Cuba
Castro would charge twenty grand, the airline would get your airplane back
He had a good business (you can't do that, you can't do that)
It's over (you can't do that, you can't do that)
It's over for the liberal democracies (you can't do that)
It's over (you can't do that)
Here comes the jungle (you can't do that)

Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings (you can't do that)
Sunlight on my wings (you can't do that)
Sunlight on my wings (you can't do that)

No more rock critics (you can't do that, you can't do that)
No more (you can't do that)
European ideas of (you can't do that)
Good and bad (you can't do that)
Only a vengeful (you can't do that)
God does not allow smoking on the airplane
(You can't do that, you can't do that)
(You can't do that) There will be no revolution (you can't do that)
And that's why (you can't do that)
It won't be televised (you can't do that)

Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight on my wings
Sunlight (you can't do that)
Sunlight (you can't do that)
Sunlight (you can't do that)
Sunlight (you can't do that)

If I had wings

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Mute Song Limited
Writer(s): Iggy Pop, Karl Hide, Rick Smith