United Breaks Guitars

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