If You Want To Be A Bird/Wild Blue Yonder If you want to be a bird Why dont you try a little flying Theres no denying It gets you high Why be shackled to your feet When youve got wings You havent used yet Dont wait for heaven Get out and fly Just glide there Through the clear air Making figure eights Through the pearly gates Where the soul and the universe meet If you want to be a bird It wont take much To get you up there But when you come down Land on your feet Off we go into the wild blue yonder Flying high into the sun Off they roar, zooming to meet our thunder Attaboy, give em the gun Down we dive, spouting out flames from under Off with one helluva roar We live in fame, go down in flames But nothing can stop the Army Air Corps
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 04:39:35 +0000
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