There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the comming attack.
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheel blocks
there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we heed down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high
Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again
Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us
Ten ME - 109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning out spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press my guns.
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, goin' again
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. |
