An American speaker: "Even as we meet, lights are going out in Europe!"
Air raid siren.
Gaze across at a city at war,
hear the sirens that bring panic to them all.
They've got to get to shelter, they've got to get to ground,
before havoc wroughts, tremble not,
just say a small prayer before the bombs start to fall.
Bad times are coming, it'll end in tears tonight.
Look to the sky, see the Luftwaffe fly.
Huddle together, hide your fears in cheerful song,
as cities get pounded by falling bombs.
See the war machines glisten on a Moonless night.
You won't sleep peacefully in your beds tonight.
Stop staring to the sky sonny Jim, better get in.
Why are you still gazing to the heavens?
With a hundred screaming Swastikas homing in.
1234567 whoosh, here they come, are you in?
As we emerged from under the ground,
from our shelters of London town.
Walls of reality came crashing down,
as hell on Earth is what we found.
As night and day merge into one,
as the bombs and sirens sing their songs.
No one has lost yet, no one has won,
the war's not over and there's work to be done.
And push the b******s back from where they come.
Interviewer: "What do think of us going over to Berlin and doing the same to them?"
Man 1: "I should think so too, a bit worse than this I hope. With a wicked b***** like he is."
Man 2: "I definitely do sir. Bomb them ten fold. I'm sorry for the women and children of Berlin, but what of the women and children of this country?"
Air raid siren.
Gaze across at a city at war,
hear the sirens that bring panic to them all.
They've got to get to shelter, they've got to get to ground,
before havoc wroughts, tremble not,
just say a small prayer before the bombs start to fall.
Bad times are coming, it'll end in tears tonight.
Look to the sky, see the Luftwaffe fly.
Huddle together, hide your fears in cheerful song,
as cities get pounded by falling bombs.
See the war machines glisten on a Moonless night.
You won't sleep peacefully in your beds tonight.
Stop staring to the sky sonny Jim, better get in.
Why are you still gazing to the heavens?
With a hundred screaming Swastikas homing in.
1234567 whoosh, here they come, are you in?
As we emerged from under the ground,
from our shelters of London town.
Walls of reality came crashing down,
as hell on Earth is what we found.
As night and day merge into one,
as the bombs and sirens sing their songs.
No one has lost yet, no one has won,
the war's not over and there's work to be done.
And push the b******s back from where they come.
Interviewer: "What do think of us going over to Berlin and doing the same to them?"
Man 1: "I should think so too, a bit worse than this I hope. With a wicked b***** like he is."
Man 2: "I definitely do sir. Bomb them ten fold. I'm sorry for the women and children of Berlin, but what of the women and children of this country?"