off we go into the wild blue yonder
climbing high into the sun

our engines roar, zooming to meet the thunder;
At ‘em, boys! Give ‘em the gun!

down we dive, spouting our flame from under
off with one terrible roar!

we live in fame,

or go down in flame,

for nothing can stop the army air corps!

I like planes and the stars if you couldn’t tell.

please listen to Pursuit ~ The Great Turnabout, k thx bye.