Sorry! Forgot about the pesky BR's!

All my mates around are raring to go
I'm waiting here on this ice floe
I hate to wake you up, you'd punch my eye
Now the dawn is breaking, it's early morn
The planes are flying towards Cape Horn
Already I'm so frozen I could die

I'm peeping at a jet plane
I've fallen on my back again
Oh, what a way to go!