Air Traffic — An End To All Our Problems lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "An End To All Our Problems" by Air Traffic.

Lyrics

Follow me out beyond the furthest galaxy
In a world just slipping from the grip of seventeen
Sick with greed and engulfed by an obsessive running
They made a choice to sterilize the universe
Focusing intelligence incomprehensible
And driven on by a fever becoming more insatiable
Let’s pull the trigger
Let’s pull the trigger
Go on
And put an end, end to all our problems