There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes out the sound of the guns sending flak
Out of the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheel blocks, there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Running, scrambling, flying
Roll, turn, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't you?
Run, live to fly, fly to live
Aces high
Move in to fire at their chain of bombers
Let off the sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again
Bandits at 8 O'clock pull in behind us
Ten ME followed us out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Running, scrambling, flying
Roll, turn, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't you?
Run, live to fly, fly to live
Aces high
Wanna get a piece of me motherfucker?
Come on
| 1 | Roundtrip To Hell & Back |
| 2 | Needled 24 7 |
| 3 | Mask Of Sanity |
| 4 | Bodom After Midnight |
| 5 | Taste of My Scythe |
| 6 | Northern Comfort |
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