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