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Soul destroyed, With clever toys, For little boys, It's inevitable, inevitable, It's a soul destroyed. You're free until you drop, You're free until you've had enough, And you don't understand- You've no ripcord.
Aeroplane do I mean what I mean? It's inevitable, inevitable, Oh aeroplane. A thousand miles an hour, On politics and power that you don't understand- And no ripcord.
The answers to your prayers, We'll drop you anywheres... With no ripcord. |
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