Jag är liiiten undulaaat...... Jag är en liten undulat och jag har dåligt med mat jag vill ha brännvin jag vill ha brännvin jag vill ha brännvin och Coca Cola I am a little canary and I'm short on my menu I will have moonshine I will have moonshine I will have moonshine with Coca Cola Author: Unknown Theme: Unknown Words: Unknown Shotgun plane Here's my story from my days of glory It's the one I don't remember it was ninety-eight december They used to call me elvis nothing to do with my pelvis I used to drive my Spit I didn't give a shit About nags for alt dweebing after all THEY were bleeding I soared high and pounced and soon was kill announced When you drive a Spit you know when you hit When the D is zero It's easy to be a hero Get close start to hose It's a shotgun ride Stay clean get mean Forget your pride There's no mercy in the skies tho' I still hear their cries Can imagine their despair whining "this ain't fair" The newbies I was killing all they were willing to mess with the big boys to become more than toys Get close start to hose It's a shotgun ride Stay clean get mean No place to hide Nowadays I fly a desk I guess it's for the best My heart goes to all my victims who thought they were good at flightsims Author: Lark -=ICE=- Theme: None Words: Lark -=ICE=- Gunners poem I wish to be a pilot Of you along with me But if we all were pilots, Where would the aircraft be? It takes guts to be a gunner To sit out in the tail, When the Me 109's are screaming, And the slugs begin to whirl. The pilots just the chauffeur Its his job to fly the plane But we do all the fighting, Though we never get the fame. So if we all are gunners Then let us make thi bet, We'll be the best damn gunners Thats left this station yet. Author: Royal Hazael, 426 sqn, KIA Feb-44 Theme: Unknown Words: Royal Hazael, 426 sqn, KIA Feb-44 Unknown, Finnish WW2 time Blenheim pilots song Pelti-Heikki hattaralta hattaralle käy, päin kotia se suunnistaa. Vihollisen Laggeja kun ei missään näy, voi paluumatka onnistaa. Author: PLeLv 42 lentäjät Theme: "Mikki-hiiren sotalaulu" Words: PLeLv 42 lentäjät

"He jumped 14000 ft..." He jumped 14000 ft without a parachute, He jumped 14000 ft without a parachute, He jumped 14000 ft without a parachute, And he ain't gonna jump no more. Gloory gloory whadda hell of a way to die, Gloory gloory whadda hell of a way to die, Gloory gloory whadda hell of a way to die, And he ain't gonna jump no more. He smashed on the runway like a doll of strawberry jam... They put him on an envelope and sent him to his mom... Author: Unknown Theme: "Pikkukallen autosta on kumi puhjennut..." Words: Guides and Scouts of England (?) "We Haven't Got a Hope in the Morning" Song by 54 Squadron, RFC When you soar in the air on a Spowith Scout And you're scrapping with a Hun and your gun cuts out Well, you stuff down your nose 'til your plugs fall out Cos you haven't got a hope in the morning. For a barman woke me from my bed I had a thick night and a very sore head And I said to myself, to myself I said 'Oh! We haven't got a hope in the morning! We were escorting Twenty-Two. Hadn't a notion what to do, So we shot down a Hun and an FE too! Cos they hadn't got a hope in the morning. We went to Cambrai all in vain The FE's sais, 'We must explain, Our cameras broke; we must do it again,' Oh! we haven't got a hope in the morning! Author: Unknown Theme: Unknown Words: Unknown "In Other Words" - RFC squadron song As a pilot in France I chanced over the lines And there I met an Albatros Scout. I t seems that he saw me, or so I presumed, His manueuvres left small room for doubt. He sat on my tail without further delay, Of my subsequent action I think I might say - My turns approximated to the vertical, I deemed it most judicious to recede. I frequently gyrated on my axis And obtained colossal atmospheric speed. O descended with unparalled momentum My propeller's point of rupture I surpassed, And performed the most astounding evolutions - In other words - I SPLIT-ASSED! Author: Unknown Theme: Unknown Words: Unknown Unknown, subject RAF Barracuda II aircraft Oh what fun! No front gun! And an engine that you can't rely on You know what you can do With your Barracuda II Old Iron! Old Iron!" Author: Unknown Theme: "Any Old Iron" Words: "The Fleet Air Arm Song Book". Unknown, subject P-39/DH-2 & all aircraft with engine behind the pilot Take the connecting rod out of my kidney, The piston from out of my brain, From the small of my back take the crankshaft, And assemble the engine again! Author: Unknown Theme: Unknown Words: Unknown Coming in for a New Bombardier Coming in for a new bombardier coming in for a new bombardier How he bleeds as we limp through the air, look below there's his hearse waiting there, 'we will get out the hose and we'll wash out the nose, We're coming in for a new bombardier. Author: Unknown Theme: Unknown Words: Unknown, catched from Usenet, told by a WW2 Marauder bombardier veteran Arthur Kramer