Texty: Ass Ponys. Fighter Pilot.

Time marches on so I've heard and I won't contest it
Still I would like to believe that I've got a bit more time
I could tell this to you but I wouldn't try it
I'm diving down over you like a fighter pilot
But all the ammunition's gone
And all the engines have been blown
Watch it all go up in smoke?­ oh no

I've been put off in my search for the perfect fortress

Still I can dream of a place where I know I'd win the fight
I could tell this to you but I wouldn't buy it
I'm diving down over you like a fighter pilot
But all the ammunition's gone
And all the engines have been blown
Watch it all go up in smoke?­ oh no