Text: Radiohead. No Ripcord.

Soul destroyed with clever toys for little boys
It's inevitable, inevitable, it's a soul destroyed
You feel it till you're dry
You feel it till you've had enough
And you don't understand

No ripcord, no ripcord
No ripcord, no ripcord

Airplane, do I mean what I mean
It's inevitable, inevitable, oh airplane

A thousand miles an hour
The politics of power
See you don't understand


No ripcord, no ripcord
No ripcord, no ripcord

La la la la...

The answer to your prayers
[ ? ? ]

No ripcord, no ripcord
No ripcord, no ripcord