Public Service Broadcasting
Spitfire

[Verse 1]
The birds fly a lot better than we do
See how they wheel and bank and glide, perfect
All in one
Wings, body, tail, all in one
Someday, I'm going to create a plane that flew just like a bird

[Pre-Chorus]
It isn't exactly a bird I'm creating, is it?
At least it's a curious sort of bird

[Chorus]
A bird that breathes fire and spits out death and destruction
A Spitfire bird
A Spitfire bird

[Verse 2]
Faster, always faster
What a strange looking machine
You can't see a Spit in the air without getting a kick out of it

[Chorus]
Why it is like a bird
A Spitfire bird
A Spitfire bird
[Bridge]
It's tiring stretching out for something that's just out of reach
But I'll get it
After all, what I want isn't as easy as all that
It's got to do four hundred miles an hour
Turn on a sixpence
Climb ten thousand feet in a few minutes
Dive at five hundred without the wings coming off
Carry eight machine guns

[Interlude]
Hello Hunter Leader, Hunter Leader
Bandits approaching Beachy from southeast, angels one-five, over
Bandits are now about three to four miles south of Beachy
You should see them any minute, they're down south of you
Hello Hunter Leader, Hunter Leader, Flapper Control calling
Can you see them? Can you see them?

[Chorus]
A Spitfire bird
A Spitfire bird