the sky, ejection The air rushing by ejection It's a case of goodbye, ejection I'm too fast to die, ejection When a ship meets with destruction The captain
I don't feel fear or panic And nothing brings me down I'm an aerospaceage warrior I can fly sideways through sound My reflexes and reactions Are as fast
A flight of steel eagles tearing by The ripped silk screaming of the rended sky Flame on through sound and make time fly What a good way to go What a
take the human wing Death to jet and turbo prop Death to stick and death to string Ruin the fuselage Destruction to the aerilon Death to the pilot and
Long and lean, a silver queen Have you ever seen such a flying machine? Hits the ground as fast as sound Seven hundred thousand pounds of little pieces
past life flashes feverishly and lives I did not lead Like the time I was a hero of a weird, outlandish breed One arm of flesh and muscle and one of
falling starfighter Put it in the pocket of your jeans You can use it as a cigarette lighter Or as an opener for a can of beans Catch a falling starfighter
many a prang In the early days of stick and string. I am the gremlin. I was there. Making mischief in the air And always will be wherever man Flies