Son Volt Jet Pilot Lyrics

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 before 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 before us now
Everybody needs a hunting ground

Junior liked to let his hair down
Only trouble is word gets around