Ripcord

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.
But you don't understand.
You've no ripcord, no ripcord, no ripcord, no ripcord.
Aeroplane, do I mean what I mean?
Oh, it's inevitable, inevitable, oh aeroplane.
A thousand miles an hour, and politics in power.
That you don't understand.
And no ripcord, no ripcord, no ripcord, no ripcord.
The answer to your prayers, we'll drop you anywhere.
With no ripcord, no ripcord, no ripcord, no ripcord, yeah.


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