Oh, I Can Hear It When That Old Song Starts To Play
Cutting Through My Body In Familiar Ways
Well, Is It Me Or Is It You Who Can′t Relate?'Cause I Can Feel It When Those Warm Jets Take Me Away

The Useless Seems To Matter More And More
All My Life Is Just Something I Can′t Ignore
Consumed And Enthused By All That Came Before
'Cause I Can Feel It When Those Warm Jets Start To Roar

Give Me Everything I Ever Need
Or Just Enough So I Can Go To Sleep
Well, Is It Me Or Is It You Who Came To See
The Scene When All Those Warm Jets Swallow Me