Loves smell for the stench of honey Easy life and love for money Violent shrieking sirens of warning Aeroplanes up in the evening We split a wing of that one tiny fly In the world that he thrives In the world that he dies on other world Birds of ill omen forever Airmen lay their heads together In the once that he dies Getting heard get a word in As I saw you deserved As I saw you deserved in as deserved One single fly, flying and singing Flying in a room singing hard In a room as deserved We split a wing of that one tiny fly In the world that he thrives In the world that he dies on Shot pilot blind, and a sight for his eyes In the air where he flies In the air where he dies We split the wings, tiny blue spitfire wings Thousands shot pilot blind And a thousand tiny flies And that thousands to be won To be won in their thousands to be won