Letra de Jet Pilot

Jet pilot for the day Washed his sins away Loves to see the Rangers play His daddy has a job in Washington Wants to raise a Harvard son Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is, word gets around Revolution will be televised across living rooms and the great divide Robbing barren ghettos for us now everybody needs a hunting ground Jet Pilot flown away Got a passing grade Made it to the world stage A hemisphere away Death is on display The sins would never wash away Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is, word gets around Revolution will be televised across living rooms and the great divide Robbing barren ghettos for us now everybody needs a hunting ground Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is, word gets around