Lyrics Trouble to Fuel Our Jets - Banana Bomb

Trouble to Fuel Our Jets

Hey!
You’re falling in it!
Hey!
You’re sinking in it!
You!
Will feed of our exit gas when we take…
Off!
We’re ready to try.
Hey!
Not afraid to fly!
We
Use the trouble to fuel our jets!
Who dares
To know.
This is our jet pack in action.
We’ll break
The bones
Of those who doubt our affection.
Yeay-yeay-yeay-yeay!
Throttle level’s set at it’s max!
You’ll never get up if you live in flashbacks.
Stopping means falling.
We have to go forth.
Your feet are on fire, say goodbye to mother Earth.
The body may be weak, but your blast pipe glows red
We’ve got an eye of the storm right behind your backs
We are
The ones
Refusing to get defeated
We leave
Contrails
Of our vaporized fears.
Yeay-yeay-yeay-yeay!
Throttle level’s set at it’s max!
You’ll never get up if you live in flashbacks.
Leaving burning magma at the place we take off.
Fuel — check
Engines — check
Control — who cares?
Let’s go!
The body may be weak, but your blast pipes glow red
We’ve got an eye of the storm right behind your backs
Jet set let’s go!