Jet Life
Jet life
I'm living life like a rock star
Oh how I really wanna go far
From here
And Cool Cats, riding the town like they own it
Well that is something I will never get
Oh I will never get that
And I do believe, I do belive
That no one feels this pain
Inside of me
Well I'm jet life
Slow life
Picking up the broken pieces of
My life
Tentative, hesitant bid God
It all looks positive
It's a shame about the world, though
Lost dreams and no tomorrows
It's a shame
it's such a stuff up
You know it wouldn't be if we all weren't so stuck up
'Cos we know nothing at all
If we did we'd realize that we're so small
One shake of the earth
One spit of the sea
We'll be squashed up bugs beneath God's feet
I said, all I have are believers,
Said, all I have are believers
Are you a believer
Or are we all just dreamers
While the rest of the world is fighting
In a war that no one survives in
Young men are siffed before they've even lived
Well that doesn't seem fair to me
And Daddy's at home, he's angry
'Cos his son's no longer his property
Well, Man you had the wrong perception
'Cos he was never your possession
And woman walk around with mace in their bag
Just a piece of meat, waiting to be tagged
Well I can't believe this happens in my land
I can't believe the value of the Rand
Jet life
Everybody's striving for a good life
Ain't nothing gonna happen if you sit around and waste time
You gotta move, you gotta prove, you gotta stay humble
Or this world will surely crumble
I'm living life like a rock star
Oh how I really wanna go far
From here
And Cool Cats, riding the town like they own it
Well that is something I will never get
Oh I will never get that
And I do believe, I do belive
That no one feels this pain
Inside of me
Well I'm jet life
Slow life
Picking up the broken pieces of
My life
Tentative, hesitant bid God
It all looks positive
It's a shame about the world, though
Lost dreams and no tomorrows
It's a shame
it's such a stuff up
You know it wouldn't be if we all weren't so stuck up
'Cos we know nothing at all
If we did we'd realize that we're so small
One shake of the earth
One spit of the sea
We'll be squashed up bugs beneath God's feet
I said, all I have are believers,
Said, all I have are believers
Are you a believer
Or are we all just dreamers
While the rest of the world is fighting
In a war that no one survives in
Young men are siffed before they've even lived
Well that doesn't seem fair to me
And Daddy's at home, he's angry
'Cos his son's no longer his property
Well, Man you had the wrong perception
'Cos he was never your possession
And woman walk around with mace in their bag
Just a piece of meat, waiting to be tagged
Well I can't believe this happens in my land
I can't believe the value of the Rand
Jet life
Everybody's striving for a good life
Ain't nothing gonna happen if you sit around and waste time
You gotta move, you gotta prove, you gotta stay humble
Or this world will surely crumble
Credits
Writer(s): Rory Eliot
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