Aeroplane - Curt Smith

Shut down, tangled up in your machinery

No sound, just the faceless press of words and wheels

Surrounds me like molasses on my soles and eaves

Come out, could anyone come out and play?

All I want is an aeroplane

Rubber banded with paper wings

All I want is to steal again

All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream

All I want is vanishing

All I want is God

Pushed down by an undeserving dumb man

No ground, just an empty room of words and steel

Why be down, drowning in the afternoon

Come out, could anyone come out and play?

All I want is an aeroplane

Rubber banded with paper wings

All I want is to steal again

All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream

All I want is vanishing

All I want is God

Come out, could anyone come out and play?

All I want is an aeroplane

Rubber banded with paper wings

All I want is to steal again

All I want is a wet dream, ice-cream

All I want is vanishing


All I want is an afterglow

A forty-five on my gramophone

All I want is a thick skin to crawl into

Everything's vanishing

All I want is God

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