Wingwalker (Live in Tokyo)

Lyrics

Time was I could move my arms like a bird FLY!!! She was a wingwalker Pitgirl of the sky... And now I got an engine A big perverted engine It runs on strength of will.... Who could deny me the right to fly? I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! (plane!) No one can deny me the right to fly I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! I'm a plane! Look at me, look at me I'm a plane! Look at ME, I'm a plane! Look at me! (plane) I am a plane And the plane becomes a metaphor for my life And as I suffer for it Look at it shine... Big, aluminum motherfucker! And it shines like a forehead, and And... and as it shines, all the small things in my life suffer for the plane But I suppose they're only small in comparison You take into account the size of a plane The weight of a plane The fact that it's made out of metal, and And hell, metal'll sink in water, much less air And I've developed this skill I can measure a house by eye, at a distance Tell you its volume Tell you the shape of the man that built it From here, I can plant a seed in the ground like a stone I can rise up food and feed a nation So no one can deny me the right to fly a plane of my own device Y'know, it's my art When I disguise my body in the shape of a plane PLANE!!! WOOOOOOOOO!!!