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