Still No Air

Who says the earth is crumbling
And no sky is falling through
Sometimes, I just.. can’t.. die

The world should be assembling
But not just right out of view
Whole days I like to fry

Easy action
Got a rocket in your pocket
When you’re a Jet, you’re a
Jet all the way
From your first cigarette to your last dying day

Who says the earth is trembling
And there’s still no air

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