Lyrics Rocketpack

I am the x-15 fighter on the edge of the sky
I fixed me an update for my rocketpack
I've been flying for a decade in this tin of explosives
I’ve got to come down now before i am burning out

I was a mean destructive bastard
On this highflying bomb
Concluding that killing is better than sex
Whereas love gets you down
After every go
Fire makes you hotter and harder than steel

Fire the bazooka, boys… mmm yeah

The sirens are singing from the airfields below
Struggling to convince me to make change of plans
But space is compelling with its emptiness
I don't have to think and i don't have to feel
To feel

White stripes are zigzagged on an empty sky
An iadult is sitting in an empty room
Sky high on coke and i am all alone
I’ve got to come down now
Before i am burning out, burning out

Just fire the bazooka, boys… mmm yeah