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Pilot's Heaven As we were flyin' back to base one bright and sunny day,Spied a big black thunderstorm a-lying in our way.'Fly right on through,' the colonel said, 'We can do anything.'So, now we're up in heaven, we can hear the angels sing. Oh, it's so very nice up here, away up in the sky, No one here to pass the buck, there is no TDY. The food is good, the C.O.'s swell, we have no need to fear, And there ain't no Air Force school, we all wear wings up here. One day we all looked down on earth and saw a gruesome sight,It made our blood run icy cold, it turned our faces white.The Colorado Air Force School was headin' up our way,We started in to shiver, and we all knelt down to pray. They landed on the nearest cloud, 'twas three point for 'em all,Then a straggler came along, he hit a high speed stall,Busted through the pearly gates, he rushed into our sight,And on his sloping shoulders the stars were gleaming bright. The general rolled around the place just like a ten ton tank,Called the Lord and he shouted loud, 'What's your date of rank?'The Lord, he sat without a word, the general shouted clear:'There ain't no room for two C.O.s, it's getting crowded here!' Well, the Lord, he called us to his throne and these sad words he said:'Our tour in heaven's up and there's some new brass at our head,'The place is getting worse and worse, any fool can tell,'We'll nose dive off the nearest cloud, we're better off in hell. Oscar Brand Out of the Blue The Flying Fortress Time: 1:29 Will You Go Boom Today Time: 2:13 I Learned About Flying From Them Time: 2:28 Lee's Hoochie Time: 1:50 Air Force Ground Crew Time: 1:49 It's A Shyme Time: 2:34 Pilot's Heaven Time: 1:54 Pilot Of Renown Time: 1:23 Yankee Dollar Time: 2:34 The Pretties Ship Time: 1:43 In Flight Refueling Time: 2:05 New Guinea Strafers Time: 2:01 Stand To Your Glasses Time: 1:41 Our Bomber Flies 10,000 Miles Time: 2:07 Airman's Toast Time: 0:39
As we were flyin' back to base one bright and sunny day,Spied a big black thunderstorm a-lying in our way.'Fly right on through,' the colonel said, 'We can do anything.'So, now we're up in heaven, we can hear the angels sing.
Oh, it's so very nice up here, away up in the sky, No one here to pass the buck, there is no TDY. The food is good, the C.O.'s swell, we have no need to fear, And there ain't no Air Force school, we all wear wings up here.
One day we all looked down on earth and saw a gruesome sight,It made our blood run icy cold, it turned our faces white.The Colorado Air Force School was headin' up our way,We started in to shiver, and we all knelt down to pray.
They landed on the nearest cloud, 'twas three point for 'em all,Then a straggler came along, he hit a high speed stall,Busted through the pearly gates, he rushed into our sight,And on his sloping shoulders the stars were gleaming bright.
The general rolled around the place just like a ten ton tank,Called the Lord and he shouted loud, 'What's your date of rank?'The Lord, he sat without a word, the general shouted clear:'There ain't no room for two C.O.s, it's getting crowded here!'
Well, the Lord, he called us to his throne and these sad words he said:'Our tour in heaven's up and there's some new brass at our head,'The place is getting worse and worse, any fool can tell,'We'll nose dive off the nearest cloud, we're better off in hell.
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