Harlan's Hellcats Lyrics

They call us Harlan's Hellcats

Our wings are painted black

If you take the sky against us

The Hellcats take it back!

We're ice-cold killers with a license to fly!

With claws on our wings and a gleam in our eye!

We gotta real short list and your name just moved to the top!

I was stationed out on Libra when we heard about the war

With a couple dozen fighters on the base

On any given Tuesday, only ten of 'em could fly

But we kept 'em nice and shiny, just in case

We hadn't seen a pirate since we cleared the outer belt

And the rebels down on Quadra were a joke

They scattered when they saw us and hid back in the mines

Breathin' in the phosphorescent smoke

Our squadron was a legend, at least it used to be

Founded by a pilot without peer

And our squadron bore the name of the man we all admired

A man without an ounce of human fear

They call us Harlan's Hellcats

Our wings are painted black

If you take the sky against us

The Hellcats take it back!

We're ice-cold killers with a license to fly!

With claws on our wings and a gleam in our eye!

We gotta real short list and your name just moved to the top!

The settlers on Haggard were the nicest you could meet

And we were kinda partial to their wine

So, as you might imagine, we took it kinda hard

When we found we didn't make it there in time

The message that they sent us didn't make a lot o' sense

Somethin' 'bout a demon from the sky

But the colony was ashes by the time that we arrived

And there weren't any bodies left to find

We dusted off the platform and throttled into space

Our trigger fingers itchin' for a fight

They didn't keep us waitin', these demons from the stars

As our sensors showed a ship as black as night

The demons they had come here in a ship made out of bone

With eyes of flame that glittered in the black

A twisted freak of nightmares, sewn together with a wire

With a thousand demons clingin' to its back

It was half a dozen Hellcats against the hordes of hell

I think that Captain Harlan would agree

We pack a lot of missiles… Be a shame to bring 'em back

And a Hellcat never turns his tail to flee

They call us Harlan's Hellcats

Our wings are painted black

If you take the sky against us

The Hellcats take it back!

We're ice-cold killers with a license to fly!

With claws on our wings and a gleam in our eye!

We gotta real short list and your name just moved to the top!