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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 neighbour
If they don’t take your same lord as saviour
In a songless meeting 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
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 neighbour
If they don’t take your same lord as saviour
In a songless meeting 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
Lyrics submitted by gm50
Track duration: 03:48
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This song from that standpoint seems a bit cynical. It alludes to the fact that inheritance is not only biological but perhaps social in many ways. A Sopwith Camel plan created in the during WWI certainly does not match up to that of modern planes, "compared to modernity, I am a humming bee". If one inherits his position in society as a Sopwith Camel, his own reality is fixed for him, something this song hints cannot be helped or changed, "I go slow".
I believe a Sopwith Camel could become an F-16 in a free society, but I digress.
Matt also talks quite a bit about religious beliefs being passed down generation by generation.
"Ice is growing on the wing", the plane is going down in other words, we are all dying, ice is growing on all of our wings, etc.
"Underneath the oxide, it's all the same" The Earth's crust is composed almost entirely of oxides. Matt is saying underneath the crust, in a coffin perhaps, it doesn't make a difference what kind of "plane" you are.