10.04.2012 в 14:35
Пишет kar-AU-kla:Take that, Hitler!
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We fighter pilots fought
the German chaps in World War II
In Hurricanes and Spitfires
Performed feats of derring-do
The finest British pilots
that the world could hope to have
Binky. Stinky. Squiffy. Frantisek
And Stanislav!
Hold fire, is that some
foreign chaps risking their necks?
That's right
Some of the bravest men were
Polish and Czech
We like to fire
Beating Jerry our one desire
All we do each night is pray
We'll live to fight another day.
Take that, Hitler!
My name is Douglas Bader
Let me tell of my ordeal
Lost both legs in an accident
These ones are not real
They're not real
I left the Air Force after that
Flying was a hobby
But when war broke in '39
Came back
Just like Robbie
Shot down 22 of them
Led the air attack
Till finally the Luftwaffe
hit me back!
His plane on fire
Stuck in Colditz
Such a shame to retire
Never forget
this great man's story
And his role in Britain's glory
We flew in tough conditions
Lucky to survive five missions
Not that I'm complaining
But I've had just ten hours training
Epic dogfights in the sky
Outnumbered, that's why
We're now known by you
As the few...
Phew, he missed me!
Oooh, ahhhhh
The Battle of Britain
was our pilots' finest hour
Although it seemed at first
the Germans were the stronger power
Oh, so strong
We mustered all our courage
In summer 1940
Scrambled Air Force squadrons
to fly sortie after sortie
Saw Nazi invasion off
just as airmen should
Our bravery meant Hitler
wouldn't be back for good
No, no
We beat the Fuhrer
Without us frequent flyers
Your life would be poorer
Ye-e-eah!
Britain secure
Our story of heroics
will forever endure
Wow, yea-e-eah!
So I think you'll find
It's true...
WINSTON CHURCHILL: 'Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.'
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10.04.2012 в 11:20
Пишет le scaphandre:Horrible Histories 4.01
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We fighter pilots fought
the German chaps in World War II
In Hurricanes and Spitfires
Performed feats of derring-do
The finest British pilots
that the world could hope to have
Binky. Stinky. Squiffy. Frantisek
And Stanislav!
Hold fire, is that some
foreign chaps risking their necks?
That's right
Some of the bravest men were
Polish and Czech
We like to fire
Beating Jerry our one desire
All we do each night is pray
We'll live to fight another day.
Take that, Hitler!
My name is Douglas Bader
Let me tell of my ordeal
Lost both legs in an accident
These ones are not real
They're not real
I left the Air Force after that
Flying was a hobby
But when war broke in '39
Came back
Just like Robbie
Shot down 22 of them
Led the air attack
Till finally the Luftwaffe
hit me back!
His plane on fire
Stuck in Colditz
Such a shame to retire
Never forget
this great man's story
And his role in Britain's glory
We flew in tough conditions
Lucky to survive five missions
Not that I'm complaining
But I've had just ten hours training
Epic dogfights in the sky
Outnumbered, that's why
We're now known by you
As the few...
Phew, he missed me!
Oooh, ahhhhh
The Battle of Britain
was our pilots' finest hour
Although it seemed at first
the Germans were the stronger power
Oh, so strong
We mustered all our courage
In summer 1940
Scrambled Air Force squadrons
to fly sortie after sortie
Saw Nazi invasion off
just as airmen should
Our bravery meant Hitler
wouldn't be back for good
No, no
We beat the Fuhrer
Without us frequent flyers
Your life would be poorer
Ye-e-eah!
Britain secure
Our story of heroics
will forever endure
Wow, yea-e-eah!
So I think you'll find
It's true...
WINSTON CHURCHILL: 'Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.'