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oddoch - Music - Living on a Jet Stream

Genre:
Alternative
Added:
27-09-2012
Position:
607 in Alternative, 11841 overall

Living on a Jet Stream

vers 1
living fast, straight ahead
you would never look back
never hear what they say
you don't care anyway
gather speed, double time
cut ahead of yourself
travesty celerity
it's a farcical play
axing all in your way
all compassion is lost
you're a soulless machine
built to ride on the stream
just a cog in the wheel
you're in good company
never be the second best
as your rivals never rest


chorus
ready for a breathing spell
you just overtax yourself
falling victim to the pelf
you're living on a jet stream
now it's time to count the cost
think of all that you have lost
the ones that faced away from you
you're living on a jet stream


vers 2
any feel you've transferred
on a memory stick
you deserve a reward
being the world's biggest prick
love your job, love your boss
fawn upon their command
never doubt what they say
when you enter the fray
loyal fool keep in line
toiling cap in hand
you're profoundly convinced
that you'd stick out a mile
uniformed nincompoops
slog along all in vain
be the first to arrive
in the land of Cockaigne


chorus
ready for a breathing spell
you just overtax yourself
falling victim to the pelf
you're living on a jet stream
now it's time to count the cost
think of all that you have lost
the ones that faced away from you
you're living on a jet stream

interlude
you refuse to believe
that you will come to grief
let me show you in brief
what you'll get when you stick
to a manic drive to achieve
it's just pie in the sky
you are living a lie
what you'll find in the end
is not the promised land
it's just the great great blank


chorus
ready for a breathing spell
you just overtax yourself
falling victim to the pelf
you're living on a jet stream
now it's time to count the cost
think of all that you have lost
the ones that faced away from you
you're living on a jet stream


outro
then you finally break the clouds and land
standing on firm ground again
reality catches up with you
utter solitude as far as the eye can see
and at close of day
you're left as pale as clay

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