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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blue Öyster Cult
Performer
Donald"Buck Dharma" Roeser
Guitar
Eric Bloom
Vocals
Albert Bouchard
Drums
Joe Bouchard
Bass
Allen Lanier
Keyboards
Lehman Yates
Recorder
Lou Schlossberg
Recorder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Bloom
Songwriter
Sandy Pearlman
Songwriter
Donald "Buck Dharma" Roeser
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Murray Krugman
Producer
Sandy Pearlman
Producer
Tim Geelan
Engineer
Jerry Smith
Engineer
Vic Anesini
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Goering's on the phone from Freiburg
Says, "Willie's done quite a job"
Hitler's on the phone from Berlin
Says, "I'm gonna make you a star"
My Captain Von Ondine is your next patrol
A flight of English bombers across the canal
After 12, they'll all be here
I think you know the job
They hung there, dependent from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die (yeah)
Must they live that I might die
In a G-load disaster from the rate of climb
Sometimes I'd faint and be lost to our side
But there's no reward for failure, but death
So watch me in mirrors keep in the glide path
Get me through these radars, no, I cannot fail
While my great silver slugs are eager to feed
I can't fail, no, not now
When 25 bombers wait ripe
They hung there dependent from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die (yeah)
Must they live that I might die
M.E.-262 prince of turbojet
Junker's Jumo 004
Blasts from clustered R4M quartets in my snout
And see these English planes go burn
Well, you be my witness, how red were the skies?
When the fortresses flew for the very last time
It was dark over Westphalia
In April of '45
Let's go
Writer(s): Samuel Pearlman, E Bloom, Donald Roeser
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