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The Air Scouts Song He was flying a Flying Fortress at forty thousand feet He was flying a Flying Fortress at forty thousand feet He was flying a Flying Fortress at forty thousand feet But he ain't gonna fly no more Chorus: Gory, gory, what a terrible way to die Gory gory what a terrible way to die Gory gory. what a terrible way to die And he ain't gonna jump no more He didn't see the fighters when they pounced him from the sun (3X) So he ain't gonna fly no more He heard a bang, the plane broke up and spread across the sky (3X) And it ain't gonna fly no more He jumped without a parachute from forty thousand feet (3X) But he ain't gonna jump no more. They scraped him off the tarmac like a dollop of strawberry jam And he ain't... They spread him on a postcard and hey sent him home to Mum 'Cause he ain't... They buried him in a matchbox at the botom of the yard 'Cause he ain't... His ghost jumps without a parachute from forty thousand feet And he's gonna keep on jumping evermore. apr97