Jet aviation
Looking out over the sun
Staring at the future that we've won
Jet innovation
Look at how far we've come
Praying to a future god of love
Its alright
Its alriiiiight
Its alright
Its alriiiiight
But don't complain, you can take a train
But you'll complain, can't avoid the rain
Said installation
The birthplace of all things
Gold and diamonds [?] rings
Sad invitations
For those that cannot dream
Death dismay the end of human beings
Its alright
Its alriiiiight
Its alright
Its alriiiiight
But don't ask how, you can take a bow
But you'll ask how, you can take a bow...
...and the saints they're always saying:
"the sun its hands are always praying
Look across this barren landing;
I see oil, beaches, candy...'
Its alright! its alright!
Its alright! its alright!
Its alright! its alright!
Its alright! its alright!
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You can do what you want
You can do what you want...