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who can get to me
Like a high jacked plane, or a runaway train, 
Or a speeding bullet, there's no stopping me! 
I left my heart in Metropolis!
They 'jacked a plane to make a sneak attack
They were trained to die in flames
Their last words were to God above
Just to praise His holy name

For all
Silliowetter and dessert eagle to splash brains
I'm in the fast lane with cats that high-jack planes
Murderous wit terrorists they know what cash means
I'm
a dollar to his friend
We don't want to talk about it
Cause we all know it's the end

Yeah what about Jack
Did he get that plane
We talk about whales
draw the blood in
ps-ps-ps-psychopathic records baby all offensive powers
our plane's high-jacked, head for record label towers
drink of choice, Faygo,
pick up the sheets
Conquistador in search of gold
For all the jack-daw reasons
The Midas shadow that's so hard to please
Follows wherever you go.
(jack hues)

I feel the tension
In your hand
I'm on a plane to a
Foreign land
So far away with no
Telephone line
I'm flying into spring
And leaving
her headphones on
She's still not used to her daddy being gone
She gets to see him every three months for the weekend
Just people in planes
Black jack clap trap
Any kind of flap trap
Big mac, lookin' back
Diggin' burt bacharach oh

We're in a black limousine
And onto a plane
Into
We’re ‘bout to do this
Pumped on adrenaline
We’re getting jackety jacked up, beer backed and doubled up
Stand up and make some noise
We’re gonna party
the schoolgirl that used to be meâ?¦.

Ah, the apple trees,
Where at garden teas,
Jack-o-lanterns swung:
Fashions of the day,
Vests of applique,
Dresses
is the schoolgirl that used to be me.

Ah, the apple trees,
Where at garden teas,
Jack-o-lanterns swung:
Fashions of the day,
Vests of applique,
the schoolgirl that used to be me

Ah, the apple trees,
Where at garden teas,
Jack-o-lanterns swung:
Fashions of the day,
Vests of applique,
Dresses
out yuh name
Nuh mek yuh friend get buss

Signal di plane
Signal di plane, mek wi signal di plane [repeat x2]
Nuh mek yuh friend get buss, signal
Immigration a call out yuh name
Nuh mek yuh friend get buss
Signal di plane
Signal di plane, mek wi signal di plane [repeat x2]
Nuh mek yuh friend get buss,
hop on a plane and went.

O-kay, I hear it's very nice.

It is, it is.

When the sun goes down
The tide goes out
The people gather 'round
The tinsel showers and Tinkerbell
Waves the magic wand.
Sell sell buy buy.
You know the name of the game.....

All right Jack sitting on the fence,
All
Another Friday night with the contraband 
Waiting for my plane to land 
Have a sip of this jack and mixer 
Watch the Lakers beat the Sixers
this drummer banging in my head
I've got to get out 'fore I miss the plane
Next summer I'll be back again
I'll be fighting for the Union Jack
If they
Hallelujah brothers, Hallelujah girls
Dancing in the fire with your flap jacks set on stun
Press the button, baby
Watch the bacon fry
That's the way,
But I'm changing my tune
And I'm breaking away

Me and my friends we're rugged little rockers
And we're lazing away the day
Hot wax jacked
of jack-knife eyes
Stop talking 'bout the years - you sound like Louis Burdett
And we roll on to my backshed, play some poker, scratch my head
Look at the sky
clientele you jack
Knick knack - patty wack, packs straps 
Patty-wack your own homie trying to cheat on craps

From yo hood 2 my hood's all the same
Like yo
Fire! Pop!

Row the boat - straight to the ocean
Give em a run, a run at his own game
Signal the plane and I landed on the runway
A survivor,
Fire! Fire! Pop!

Row the boat, straight to the ocean
Give em a run, a run at his own game
Signal the plane and I landed on the runway
A survivor,

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