BiPlane Pilot
If I was a biplane pilot I would be an ace
if I was a demagogue you would know my face
but I am a rebel, I am the disgrace
I don't bow down to Jesus, don't bow down to fate
got no word for love and I've got no word for hate
I'm here standing with you waiting at the gate
I'm your child I can't see what
stands in front of me
I'm your daddy, I'm your friend
I'm a stranger coming in
I come in out of the darkness but the lights don't bother me
I've been working for peanuts, I've been
begging in the street
I've been having a hand out for every bum I meet
So I got plenty of nothing, nothing's plenty for
me
I've been having these visions where everything is free
all the milk and honey free for you and me
I said all the milk and, honey, free for you and me