Intro: Stuck in the jet wash Bad trip I couldn't get off And maybe I bit off more than I could chew And overhead of the aqua blue Fall to your knees bring on the rapture Blessed be the boys time can't capture On film or between the sheets I always fall from your window to the pitch black streets And with the black banners raised As the crooked smiles fade Former heroes who quit too late Just wanna fill up the trophy case again Chorus: