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 I flew United Airlines on my way to 
 The plane departed, Halifax, connecting in  "O'Hare".
 While on the ground,  passenger said from the seat behind me,
 "My God, they're  guitars out there"
 
 The band and I exchanged a look, best  as terror
 At the action on the tarmat, and knowing  projectiles these would be
 So before I left Chicago, I alerted three 
 Who showed  indifference towards me
 
 United...
 (United...)
 You  my Taylor Guitar
 United...
 (United...)
 Some  help you are
 
 You broke  you should fix it
 You're  just admit it
 I should've  with someone else
 Or gone by 
 
 'Cause  breaks guitars.
 
 When we landed in  I confirmed what I'd suspected
 My Taylor'd been the victim of a  act of malice at O'Hare
 
 So began a year long sagan, of "pass the buck",  ask me", and "I'm sorry, sir, your claim can go no where".
  to all the airlines people, from New York to New Deli
 Including kind Ms. Irlweg, who says the final  from them is "no".
 
 I heard all  excuses,
 And I've chased your  gooses
 And this attitude of  I say, must go
 
 United...
 (United...)
  broke my Taylor Guitar
 United...
 (United...)
 Some big help you 
 
 You broke  you should fix it
  liable, just admit it
 I should've flown with someone 
 Or  by car
 
 'Cause  breaks guitars.
 
 Well, I  say that I'll never fly with you again,
 'Cause, maybe, to save the world,  probably would,
 But that  likely happen,
 And if it did,  wouldn't bring my luggage
  you'd just go and break it,
 Into a thousand 
 Just like  broke my heart
 
 When  breaks guitars.
 
 United...
 (United...)
 You broke my Taylor 
 United...
 (United...)
  big help you are
 
 You broke it, you  fix it
  liable, just admit it
 I should've flown with someone 
 Or gone  car
 
  United breaks guitars.
 
 Yeah, United breaks 
 
  United breaks guitars.