When The Bottom Fell Out

When the bottom fell out, there wasn’t any doubt
I just suddenly found myself free falling
And from such a height, the wind, it had a bite
And it took all my might to fight the fright
The fell in spread-eagled
Must’ve found an airfoil or some kinda wing
And I gained some equilibrium
Caught myself gliding
When the bottom fell out, observers heard me shout
So long, it’s been good to know you
But when I finally smash into that vertin grass
I will say it’s been pretty great going