(R. Pollard)



Send in the striped white jets

In through stained glass ceilings, ah-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh

Color them white or red



Don't let anyone find out

Or expose your feelings, ah-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh

Cover your head instead



And penetrate this dark heart

And as the wound is healing, ah-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh

Crawl to the other side



Where things are new in brilliant blue

And striped white jets come speeding through, ah-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh



And we must not forget

The sudden pain of birth and greed

And what's expected of this superbreed



And those who dream to touch the sun

And those who run

Who always run



Perfect striped white jets

In their hangars bleeding, ah-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh

Cover them all in black