Spitfire

The birds fly a lot better than we do See how they wheel and bank and glide (perfect) And all in one Wings, body, tail; all in one Someday, I'm going to create a plane that flew just like a bird It isn't exactly a bird I'm creating, is it? At least it's a curious odd bird A bird that breathes fire and spits out death and destruction A Spitfire bird A Spitfire bird Faster, always faster What a strange looking machine You can't see a Spit in the air without getting a kick out of it Why it is like a bird A Spitfire bird A spitfire bird It's tiring's always stretching out for something that's just out of reach But I'll get it After all, what I want isn't as easy as all that It's gotta do four-hundred miles an hour Turn on a sixpence Climb ten thousand feet in a few minutes Dive at five-hundred without the wings coming off Carry eight machine guns Hello, Hunter leader, Hunter leader Bandits approaching Beachy from Southeast angel's one to five, over Bandits are now about three to four miles south of Beachy You should see them any minute, they're now south of you Hello, Hunter leader, Hunter leader Flapper Control calling, can you see them? Can you see them? A Spitfire bird A Spitfire bird