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He weather's fine for flyingThe fog has gone to bedThere's such good visibilityYou can see victory aheadLet's fill the air with EaglesLet's fill the clouds with menAnd we will see a world that's freeWhen we fly home againSaid the bombardier to the pilotWell give us a little rideThe pilot said to the navigatorWhy don't you slide insideThe navigator he looked around And said to the engineerAh your hands are dirtyYour pants are dirtyYou're dirty behind the earSaid the bombardier to the gunnerWell how are we fixed for leadThe pilot said to the radiomanHow's the weather aheadSaid the bombardier to the pilotHand us that pretty crateSongtexte5 degrees to the right'll make itJust as sure as fateThe ship belonged to the bombardierWho opened his little bagHe saw the target and locked the targetAnd suddenly (bombs away)Said the bombardier to the pilotCall it a day, and thenThe pilot said to the radiomanSay we done it againThe weather's fine for flyingThe fog has gone to bedThere's such good visibilityYou can see victory aheadLet's fill the air with EaglesLet's fill the clouds with menAnd we shall see a world that's freeWhen we fly home againLet's fill the air with EaglesLet's fill the clouds with menAnd we will see a world that's freeWhen we fly home again Aus Songtexte Mania