Soul destroyed with clever toys for little boys
It's inevitable, inevitable, it's a soul destroyed
You feel it till you're dry
You feel it till you've had enough
And you don't understand
No ripcord, no ripcord
No ripcord, no ripcord

Aeroplane, do I mean what I mean
Oh it's inevitable, inevitable, oh aeroplane

A thousand miles an hour
On politics and power
That you don't understand

No ripcord, no ripcord
No, no, no ripcord, no ripcord

La la la la

The answer to your prayers
We'll drop you anywhere

No ripcord, no ripcord
No ripcord, no, no, no ripcord yeah

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'Brien, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Philip James Selway, Thomas Edward Yorke