Jet Pilot - Son Volt

Jet pilot for the day, washed his sins away

Loves to see the rangers play

His daddy has a job in Washington

Wants to raise a Harvard son

Junior liked to let his hair down

Only trouble is word gets around

Revolution will be televised

Across living rooms and the great divide

Robbing barren ghettos before us now

Everybody needs a hunting ground

Jet pilot flown away, got a passing grade

Made it to the world stage

A hemisphere away, death is on display

The sins would never wash away

Junior liked to let his hair down

Only trouble is word gets around

Revolution will be televised

Across living rooms and the great divide

Robbing barren ghettos before us now

Everybody needs a hunting ground

Junior liked to let his hair down

Only trouble is word gets around