Bermuda Triangle Blues {Flight 45} Lyrics by Blondie
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Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun back next Monday
And our friends are at the airport
Cousin Bill says, "Enjoy the water sports"

As we fly into the mystery, the film comes on and the earth recedes
Several hours out, 20 minutes south of Bermuda
The communication's gone, something has to be so wrong
And it must be Jesus calling

The silver ship, the blue sea falling
Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave
The coast guard said they might be found
They know just where the plane went down
Flight 45 was last seen alive on the runway   Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun back next Monday   And our friends are at the airport   Cousin Bill says, "Enjoy the water sports"      As we fly into the mystery, the film comes on and the earth recedes   Several hours out, 20 minutes south of Bermuda   The communication's gone, something has to be so wrong   And it must be Jesus calling      The silver ship, the blue sea falling   Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave   The coast guard said they might be found   They know just where the plane went down