Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flying Model Rockets, artist - The Front Bottoms. Date of issue: 16.06.2014
Song language: English
Flying Model Rockets |
| Flying model rockets own the sky in the backyard next to mine |
| I get these strange phone calls at night with no one on the other side |
| My brother’s friend explains to me with breathless words and bloody knees |
| It’s a black eyed trust, respect with pain. |
| A love I’ll learn when I’ve been through the same. |
| But there’s nothing in California that you could not learn to hate here |
| The questions will all still be waiting for you, the answers will only be less |
| clear |
| It’s hard to say what I would do if I was back a year or two |
| Look at our plans, try to understand what could have happened to all of them. |
| Flying model rockets own the sky in the backyard next to mine |
| I get these strange phone calls at night with no one on the other side |
| My brother’s friend explains to me with breathless words and bloody knees |
| It’s a black eyed trust, respect with pain. |
| A love I’ll learn when I’ve been through the same. |