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We had been flying all day long at a hundred fuckin' feet
The weather fuckin' awful, fuckin' rain and fuckin' sleet
The compass, it was swinging south, east, west and fuckin' north
And we made a fuckin' landfall in the Firth of fuckin' Forth
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
And we made a fuckin' landfall in the Firth of fuckin' Forth
We flew the North Atlantic 'til it made us fuckin' weep
The sea was fuckin' wet and fuckin' cold and fuckin' deep
Operations Room of 30 Wing is simply fucking rotten
And 269 will be there 'til they're fucking well forgotten 1
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
And 269 will be there 'til they're fuckin' well forgotten
(I say, Charlie? Charlie? Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful, over?)
(Sorry, Skip, I- I'm not picking you up there,
I- I--... bad signal, over.)
(Charlie? Charlie? Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful, over?)
(Sorry, Skip, signal's breaking up completely,
not picking you up at all, over.
Tell you what though, ain't the Air Force fucking awful?)
We joined the fuckin' Air Force 'cause we thought it fuckin' right
But we don't give a bugger if we fly or fuckin' fight
But what we do object to are those fuckin' Ops Room twots
Who sit there sewing stripes on at a rate of fuckin' knots
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful?
And they sit there sewing stripes on at a rate of fuckin' knots
- 1. 269 Squadron of No. 30 Wing was based in Iceland and conducted maritime patrols of the Atlantic Ocean.
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