It was 1982, big storm.
Lenny was working his way toward middle management.
Hands on the steering wheel, ten and two.
Dinner's waiting on the table I'll leave a light on for you.
Lenny never felt so unafraid.
Soaking wet, so many lives washed away.
In the wrong place at the right time, Lenny did what he had to do, and he did it alright.
January, thirteenth.
Arland D. Williams junior, boarded the aeroplane, trying to make his way home.
Seats and tray tables up, for liftoff.
The drinkcart will be down when we're in the air.
Lenny never felt so unafraid.
Soaking wet, so many lives washed away.
In the wrong place at the right time.
Lenny did what he had to do and he did alright!(x2)
Four in the afternoon, waiting.
Donald flew helicopters and he liked his job.
Going over and over his training.
Coming to the rescue; This is not a drill.
Chorus(x2)