Horrible Histories - RAF Song - The Few lyrics

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We fighter pilots

Fought the German chaps

In World War II

In Hurricanes and Spitfires

Performed feats of derring-do

The finest British pilots

That the world could hope to have

Binky! Stinky! Squiffy! Franstisek! And Stansislav!

Hold fire, is that some foreign chaps

Risking their necks?

That's right! Some of the bravest men

Were Polish and Czech!

We like to fire

Beating Jerries' our one desire

Yeah yeah!

All we do each night is pray

We'll live to fight another day

Take That Hitler!

My name is Douglas Barder

Let me tell of my ordeal

Lost both legs in an accident

These ones are not real (They're not real)

I left the air force after that

Flying was a hobby

But when war broke in '39

Came back! (Just like Robbie)

Shot down 22 of them

Led the air attack

Till finally the Luftwaffe

Hit me back! Oh no pretty baby

His plane on fire

Stuck in Colditz

Such a shame to retire

Yeah yeah!

Never forget this great mans story

And his role in Britain's glory

We flew in tough conditions

Lucky to survive five missions

Not that I'm complaining

But I've had just ten hours training

Epic dogfights in the sky

Outnumbered, that's why

We're now known by you

As The Few...

Phew, he missed me!

Ooooh, ahhh

The Battle of Britain

Was our pilots' finest hour

Although it seemed at first

The Germans were the stronger power (Oh, so strong)

We mustered all our courage

In summer 1940

Scrambled Air Force squadrons to fly

Sortie after sortie

Saw Nazi invasion off

Just as airmen should

Our bravery meant Hitler

Wouldn't be back for good

No, no

We beat the Fuhrer

Without us frequent flyers

Your life would be poorer

Yeah yeah!

Britain securer

Our stories of heroics will forever endure

Wow, yeah yeah!

So I think you'll find it's true...

"Never in the field of human conflict,

Was so much owed, by so many, to so few." - Winston Churchill