Jet Stream – to the tune of Jumping Jack Flash

 

I’s asleep for two hundred years at least

I’s  awake with a fire and a black ash smoke

But it's no flights now because of my ash

But it's no flights because of my ash and my gas gas gas

 

Yeahhh take off

 

At my heart there’s a sub-glacial magma pool

It’ll send you the boilin water and rock

But it's no flights now because of my ash

But it's no flights because of my ash and my gas gas gas

 

Yeaaah grounded

 

I'll poison all the water and all the grass

While I am crowned with a spike up into the sky

I am Eyat  Jalla-Jokul  of Reykjavik

And I’m throwin my ash and basalt your way

But it's no flights now because of my ash

But it's no flights because of my ash  and my gas gas gas

 

Take alternative route