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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Clock in
Neon vest
Dawn haze
Coffee gone cold on the jetways
Name tag crooked on my chest
Another roll call
Never rest
Bag tags flapping in the wind
Red-eye zombies stumbling in
“Is this the gate?” for the fifth damn time
Belt keeps spinning
I stay in line
[Chorus]
This is my bin belt anthem
Throw it
Stack it
Slam it
Scan ’em
I’m the ghost behind your gate change screen
Living in a high-vis daydream
This is my bin belt anthem
You roll up late
Then ask who planned it
I just lift your life into the plane
Sing my little airport song again
[Verse 2]
Overweight suitcase full of bricks
“Can you just make sure it fits?”
You argue numbers
I lift steel
My back keeps paying for your “deal”
Rain-soaked toes in safety shoes
You lost your bag
I catch the blues
“Can’t you just check one more time?”
I bite my tongue
Just toe the line
[Chorus]
This is my bin belt anthem
Throw it
Stack it
Slam it
Scan ’em
I’m the ghost behind your gate change screen
Living in a high-vis daydream
This is my bin belt anthem
You roll up late
Then ask who planned it
I just lift your life into the plane
Sing my little airport song again
[Bridge]
You yell at me for weather
Like I control the sky
I tape your busted zipper
Then you barely say goodbye
But I’ve got friends out on the tarmac
Laughing through the fumes
We turn this metal graveyard
Into our breakroom
[Chorus]
This is our bin belt anthem
Throw it
Stack it
Slam it
Scan ’em
We’re the ghosts behind your gate change screen
Living in a high-vis daydream
This is our bin belt anthem
We keep it rolling
You don’t thank ’em
We just lift your life into the plane
Shout that little airport song again (hey!)
Details
GeneratedMar 16, 2026
Duration3:20
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Crunchy 90s grunge band, male vocals, big fuzzy guitars over a driving mid-tempo kit, bass slightly overdriven and forward in the mix. Verses tight and sarcastic with palm-muted riffs; choruses crack wide open with wide power chords and shout-along gang vocals. Brief feedback swell into a half-time bridge, then final chorus with extra octave guitar and stacked harmonies for a cathartic, sweaty finish., grunge
Credits
Prompt byWarmBlaze40
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A 90s grunge band feel, upbeat and feel. Song should be about working at the airport for the airlines , working the bins and handling luggage all the time and dealing with dumb people all the time.
