Death From Above Songtext
Wright Cyclone thunder coming closer mid day time
From thirty thousand feet the 452 Group in clear sky
Beholds the city laid out like a carpet drown below
Still the fires from last nights attack among the rubble glows
Black puffs the anti-aircraft guns has come alive
As the mighty eight approaches high up in the sky
From thirty thousand feet the 452 Group in clear sky
Beholds the city laid out like a carpet drown below
Still the fires from last nights attack among the rubble glows
Black puffs the anti-aircraft guns has come alive
As the mighty eight approaches high up in the sky