[Trent Reznor:]nKeep me in the sky, that's all that I crynI'll become your servant if it's worth your timenKeep me in the sky, that's all that I'll saynI'll become your soldier, at least for this daynKeep me in the sky, that's all that I crynI'll become your servant if it's worth your timenKeep me in the sky, that's all that I'll saynn[El-P:]nI know I haven't been walking a humble pathnI know I cursed at your name and then laughednAnd though I found it inane to bend calfnThe servitude of groveling framed as pained tasknI gotta figure, it can't hurt to asknSuspension of disbelief in uniquely freak flashnAdmission of the faithfully shaken, now trappedn30 thousand and dropping it's on and popping at lastnn[Trent Reznor:]nKeep me in the sky, that's all that I crynI'll become your servant if it's worth your timenKeep me in the sky, that's all that I'll saynI'll become your soldier, at least for this daynnNo!nThere are no atheists in the foxholesnNo!nThere is no intellect in the airnNo!nThere are no scientists on the way downnJust a working example of faith versus physics [x2]nn[El-P:]nFlyentology (oh god)nEverybody get your ticket todaynFlyentology (oh goD)nWelcome aboard, sir, right this waynFlyentology, flyen-flyentology (oh god)nOur bible is in your seat back pocketnFlyentology (oh god)nTuck your head between your legs, now praynnI adore younThe same way that others always adored younEmergency, humilitynJust break glassnI implorenWith no knowledge of dogma to conform tonI know I don't deserve it, but save my assnAnd if I'm going down, let me do it in first classnThe paganistic prayer of a heathen with wild pastnPlease forgive my bastardized style dashnAnd anoint me with salvation in form of non-crashnnI wanna live so badnAll my life, I've been so arrogantnThis is the vessel of my 'wakeningnPlease father, put your hand outnCarry itnI wanna live so badnAll my life, I've been so arrogantnThis is the vessel of my 'wakeningnGod damn it, put your hand outnCarry itnn[Trent Reznor:]nNo!nThere are no atheists in the foxholesnNo!nThere is no intellect in the airnNo!nThere are no scientists on the way downnJust a working example of faith versus physics [x2]nn[El-P + backing vocals by Trent Reznor:]nThis is (oh god)nThis is flyentology (oh god)nFlyentology (oh god)nFlyentology (oh god)nn[Trent Reznor:]nKeep me in the sky, that's all that I crynI'll become your servant if it's worth your timenKeep me in the sky, that's all that I'll saynI'll become your soldier, at least for this day [x2]nnNo!n