I wish I was a pilot

Flying on a paper plane

Standing on the shoulders of giants

To be seen by every man

I'll be good as long as I am sinner

My intentions was on the times

We'll slap on the wrist

A kiss on the cheek

You give to me what's mine...

Come in

What's mine

You can come in

Skip down open and naked

No one really seems to care

Apparently you know the difference

Between the money and a million

[?]

My intentions was on the times

We'll slap on the wrist

A kiss on the cheek

You give to me what's mine...

Come in

What's mine

You can come in

What's mine come in

I used to want to be a hero

Until I found that even heroes die

I'm Peter Parker's alter ego

Waiting on the telephone line

The devil may be a sinner

But the good girls always say it's time

As you turn your head you go walking in the den

You leave when you know what's mine...

Come in

And take what's mine

To keep

I'll tell the sorrows that tomorrows dream can bring

But I'll live it all