Lyrics:
Ten thousand years or more
In jet black meditation
Sonic temptress hears no more
And hands me my salvation
Walking through the piles of life
Time for flying rockets
For silver jets
For surfing bombs
Surfing on a rocket
Don't pray to go
Please take my hand
Don't get me down
lost everything would you be there in the morning
Are you in it for kicks
Private jets and Armani
When the ride's over, would you even bother to call
Pepper and the band
Ziggy, Benny and the Jets
Ah, take a rocket
We just gotta fly
(I can take you through the center of the dark)
We're gonna fly
Set, where haven't we been yet
Jet Set, where haven't we been yet
Jet Set, where haven't we been yet
Jet Set, where haven't we been yet
Getting
lane, like a jet plane
Like a freight train, I'm driving insane
Addicted to the fast lane
Rushing to my brain
No time to explain, this is my domain
no one else
Oh tell me, will you be there
Throw down your jet black hair
Up above it's only sky
cs the color leaves my eyes
Can't you hear my
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today
We touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U.S.A.
chicken from you
Well, the hawk start flying like a P-8 single jet
Well, the hawk start flying like a P-8 single jet
He said cool down chicken,
When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way from your first cigarette to your last dying day
When you're a Jet, let 'em do what they can
You got
Well we're comin' to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin' higher than a jet air liner
And if you want
gon' leave in a jet, I can promise you that (Yeah, yeah)
Came by myself, I'ma leave with your friends, I can promise you that (Yeah, yeah)
Came in
Ma tu che ne sai
Di ciò che fa per noi
Giochiamo con il fuoco
Ci buttiamo nel vuoto
Come fossimo un jet ma con qualche difetto
Rischiamo il
steal that chicken from you.
Well the hawk start flying like a P8 single jet
Well the hawk start flying like a P8 single jet
He said cool down
chicken from you
Well, the hawk start flying like a P-8 single jet
Well, the hawk start flying like a P-8 single jet
He said cool down chicken,
forever
Paints your fishes black
It's so exciting
Separate hearts
Midnight
Midnight close
Almost crying
Underneath the vine
Fly like the jet
The tan
If I'm honest, I wasn’t devastated
But you could've held my hands through this
Baby let my mind run underneath warm jets
I run my hands through
around
Sodium phosphate, bones
Hi-class, jet-set, bourgeois scene
European style
Think they know the way to be
Missed it by a mile, of bones
you close to me
Rome, Georgia, Athens, Texas and Paris, Tennessee
No, we're not the jet set, we're the old Chevrolet set
There's no Riviera, in
oh yeah yeah i can't see
Jet ski, Jet ski, my jet ski, my jet ski
Pon my jet ski, Jet ski, my jet ski, my jet ski
Pon my jet ski, my Jet ski, my jet
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
High like a jet like a jet blue jet
Major Lazer
You find this
Turn up loud
Can't hide from me, me say me born
Rock that shi homie!
Jet set on my radio
Turn it up hit play
Get crazy, yo!
Sai che io sono il tuo jet (il tuo jet)
Ti posso portare a toccare le nuvole
Sai che io sono il tuo jet (il tuo jet)
Ti posso portare a toccare le
me
hold me like you'll never let me go
'cause i'm leaving on a jet plane
don't know when i'll be back again
oh babe, i hate to go*
there's so many
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