Trace your way back
Fifty years
To the glow of Dresden
Blood and tears
In the black above
By the cruel searchlight
Men will die
And men will fight
Yeah
Who shot who
And who fired first?
Dripping death
To whet the bloodthirst
No radar lock on
Skin and bone
The bomber boys
Are going home
Climb into the sky
Never wonder why
Tailgunner
You're a Tailgunner
Nail that fokker/f***er
Kill that son
Gonna blow your guts out
With my gun
The weather forecast's
Good for war
Cologne and Frankfurt?
Have some more
Tail end Charlie
In the boiling sky
The Enola Gay
Was my last try
Now that this
Tailgunner's gone
No more bombers
(Just one big bomb)
Climb into the sky
Never wonder why
Tailgunner
You're a Tailgunner
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