Letra de Ripcord, Radiohead



Soul destroyed with clever toys for little boys. 
It's inevitable, inevitable, it's a soul destroyed. 
You're free until you drop, 
you're free until you've had enough 
and you don't understand. 
No ripcord, no ripcord, 
no ripcord, no ripcord. 

Aeroplane do I mean what I mean? 
Oh it's inevitable, inevitable, oh aeroplane. 
A thousand miles an hour 
on politics and power 
that she don't understand. 
No ripcord, no ripcord, 
no ripcord, no ripcord. 

The answer to your prayers,
we'll drop you anywhere. 

No ripcord, no ripcord, 
no ripcord, no no no no ripcord, 
oh yeah.

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