Standard (EADGBE)

i am made of Sopwith Camel, Sherman PT-17, sixty and cloudy

i go slow

compared to modernity i am a humming bee, sweater-weather and

hugs and drugs and movies

 but baby ice is growing on the wing

 baby ice is growing on the wing

 you rolled the dice but you didn't know anything

underneath the oxide

underneath the oxide it's all the same song

i am made of no newspapers when the V-1 buzzing stopped only prayers

i am made of young curiosity, deluded piety, double whiskey for the men

don't talk to thy neighbor if they don't take your same lord as saviour

in a songless meetin house proud to be the only ones who get saved in the end

from hugs and drugs and movies

 but baby ice is growing on the wing

 baby ice is growing on the wing

 you rolled the dice but you didn't know anything

what if i start now? just like someone's watching me, somebody's watching me

what if i start now? just like someone's watching me

 but baby ice is growing on the wing

 baby ice is growing on the wing

 baby ice is growing on the wing

 baby ice is growing on the wing

underneath the oxide

underneath the oxide

underneath the oxide it's all the same