The Blacksheep Squadron Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Nineteen fourty two
Pacific war is raging
Gonna put together a crew
A bunch of screwballs and misfits
VMF-214
Made of twenty seven strong
None like us out there before
We are called Blacksheep Squadron
Baaahahaaa
Whiskey, nurses and bar fights
Baaahahaaa
Will get us through the night
Sunrise
On Solomon highs
We're the terrors of South Pacific
Major
Boyington's bastards
We're the terrors of South Pacific
B-17 called
Requesting for air support
Always eager to take off
On your six comes your escort
Zeros to engage
Leaders closed on my wingman
Steep turn, climb and drop on them
Point my gun, exhaust the rage
Baaahahaaa
Engine roars in my Corsair
Baaahahaaa
Will make a difference in the air
Sunrise
On Solomon highs
We're the terrors of South Pacific
Major
Boyington's bastards
We're the terrors of South Pacific
Fly so high
Reaching the sky
Fighting through the clouds
With a Samurai
Now am I
Ready to die?
Dancing one last time
Until he guns me down
Sunrise
In disguise
Barely see it through the prison bars
On shore
Prisoner of war
Set me free, let's fly and fight once more