System of a Down - 4. Jet Pilot [Лётчик] | Текст песни

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[Toxicity | 2001]

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[Chorus]

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

[Verse 1]

My horse is a shackled old man
His, his remorse, was that he couldn't survey
The skies, right before
Right before they went grey
My horse and my remorse
Flying over our great bay

[Chorus]

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

[Verse 2]

My source, is the source of all creation
Her, discourse, is that we all don't survey
The skies, right before
Right before they go grey
My source, and my remorse
Flying over our great bay

[Chorus][x4]

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