Текст песни
New craft are so safe, no risk, no risk
All are up to day on technology
Reflecting the sun all meant nickel parts
Long luxury run, never crash, never crash
The pleasure of nice flight
The pleasure of nice flight
Main engine failure, failure, failure
Broken pistons, bearings, clamps
Hating this fatal year, fatal year, fatal year
Hating the fatal year brace for collapse
Seems today the craft, the Earth, all the things are running wrong
Seeking wisdom all around but the madness so strong
Coming crisis and the war, fashion suits, honest eyes
Politicians cover costs just by other people lifes
Summits, presidents, shaking hands, cut the map
If one criminal easy enter high club
Long flight, Mother-Earth, good will, native soil
Men sell out souls. Bloody money, black oil
The fears of risk flight
The fears of risk flight