You can go to hell... for biting Samuel L.
You can burn my clothes when I'm slain
The thing I fear the most... don't wanna be a ghost
These mother(bleeping) snakes upon the plane!

You can tell the snakes... go back onto the plane
I would rather see them in the rain
Go tell the stewardess... the plane is in distress
I hope my cries of terror aren't in vain

I'm on a plane, a mother(bleeping) plane
With lots of rattlesnakes around
And if I jump the plane, the mother(bleeping) plane
We'll die before we reach the ground
Ooo

[Instrumental break in which Kenan gets bit and then Sam Jackson says his now-famous line: "Enough is enough! I've had it with these mother(bleeping) snakes on the mother(bleeping) plane!"]

Wish I had a way... to make 'em pass away
Oh, it would suck for snakes to bite my leg
The venom in my veins... would make me go insane
I never liked rep-ti-les anyway

Take these snakes off please, I'm begging on my knees
I never wanna die upon a plane
The chorus I sing next... you better hide your kids
My words are gonna be a bit profane

I'm on a plane, a shaky snake-y plane
I saw one cobra and said, "Damn!"
I've had it with these snakes, these mother(bleeping) snakes
They never wanna mess with Sam
Ooo

[Another instrumental in which Sam employs his profane line again.]

I'm on a plane, a shaky snake-y plane
I hope we soon enough will land
If you don't land this plane, this shaky snake-y plane
The snakes might bite and kill this man

Can't stand this plane, this shaky snake-y plane
I hope we soon enough will land
You better land this plane, this shaky snake-y plane
The snake just bit me on the hand

(Samuel L. Jackson drops to the floor, holding his hand. The music stops abruptly.)