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Jet Pilot - By Son Volt |
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WOODEN BOATS
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Jet pilot for the day, washed his sins away Loves to see the Rangers play His daddy has a job in Washington, wants to raise a Harvard son
Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is, word gets around
The revolution will be televised Across living rooms and the great divide Robber barren ghettos before us now Everybody needs a hunting pal
Jet Pilot flown away, got a passing grade Made it to the world stage A hemisphere away, death is on display The sins that never wash away
Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is, word gets around
The revolution will be televised Across living rooms and the great divide Robber barren ghettos before us now Everybody needs a hunting pal
Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is, word gets around
Comments: Only this many days until we get a new president:
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