Текст песни «//\ //\ - Air Corps Lament»

Their technique's gone to hell!
Yes, the lordly Flying Fortress and the Liberator too
Once wrote the doom of Germany with contrails in the blue
But now the skies are empty and our planes are wet with dew
And we can't fly for hell!
One day l buzzed an airfield with another happy chap
We flew a hot formation with his wingtip in my lap
But there's a new directive and we'll have no more of THAT!
Or you both will burn in Hell!
Hap Arnold built a fighting team that sang a fighting song
About the wild blue yonder in the days when men were strong
But now we're closely supervised for fear we may do wrong
The force is shot to hell!
final cho: Glory! No more regulations!
Rip them down at every station!
Ground the guy that tries to make one!
And LET US FLY LIKE HELL!
From There I Was...Flat On My Back, Bob Stevens
tune: Battle Hymn of the Republic
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