Who says the earth is crumbling and no sky is falling through sometimes I just can't die
The world should be assembling but not just right out of view whole days I would like to fry
Easy action got a rocket in your pocket
When you're a jet you're a jet all the way
From your first cigarette to your last dying day
Who says the earth is trembling and there's still no air
One two three four ooh ooh
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