| There goes the siren that warns of the air raid |
| Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak |
| Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne |
| Got to get up for the coming attack. |
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| Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines |
| Remove all the wheelblocks theres no time to waste |
| Gathering speed as we head down the runway |
| Gotta get airborne before it's too late |
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| Running, scrambling, flying |
| Rolling, turning, diving, going in again |
| Running, scrambling, flying |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die |
| Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. |
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| Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers |
| Let off a sharp burst and then turn away |
| Roll over, spin round to come in behind them |
| Move to their blindsides and firing again |
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| Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us |
| Ten ME-109's out of the sun |
| Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them |
| Heading straight for them I press down my guns. |
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| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Rolling, turning, diving (doing it again) |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die |
| Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high |