We had been flying all day long at a hundred fucking feet The weather fucking awful fucking rain and fucking sleet The compass it was swinging south it's west of fucking north And we made our fucking landfall in the Firth of fucking Forth Ain't the air force fucking awful Ain't the air force fucking awful Ain't the air force fucking awful And we made our fucking landfall in the Firth of fucking Forth We flew the north Atlantic 'til it made us fucking weep The sea was fucking wet and fucking cold and fucking deep Operations room at 30 wing is simply fucking rotten And 269 will be there 'til they're fucking well forgotten Ain't the air force fucking awful Ain't the air force fucking awful Ain't the air force fucking awful And 269 will be there 'til they're fucking well forgotten We joined the fucking air force??? But we don't give a bugger if we fly or fucking fight But what we do object to are those fucking Oxford twats Who sit there sewing stripes on at a rate of fucking knots Ain't the air force fucking awful Ain't the air force fucking awful Ain't the air force fucking awful And they sit there sewing stripes on at a rate of fucking knots
Radio: Charlie? I say Charlie? Ain't the air force fucking awful? Over. Sorry skipp signal breaking up completely, We're not picking anything up at all, over. Tell you what though, ain't the air force fucking awful?