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letra de strike eagle - dick jonas

verse 1
, strike eagle, they call me by name
i bomb the h-ll outta
i fly o’er the mountains, i fly o’er the sea
ain’t no combat airplane as deadly as me

verse 2
one day i was bombing on range number four
when up jumped a attempting to score
i leaped out in front like i was winning the race
sucked him up in the gun range, and high-dragged his face

verse 3
oh, the luckiest people, so i have been told
are f-15 pilots growing older and bold
the eagle has been here since ‘71
and n0body wants to leave me, ’cause i’m too much fun

verse 4
all other airplanes are jealous of me
’cause i wrote the book for combat phds
i was a fourth degree g*nius the day i was born
some aviators say i got a mind of my own

verse 5
strike eagle, strike eagle, it reads on the sign
and i’m plenty smarter than albert einstein
takes two men to fly me, the dash-one’d say
well i don’t really need ‘em, but i guess they can stay
verse 6
i got enough tv sets for the whole vhf band
my two couch potatoes are the best in the land
cross-country on weekends, there’s cartoons galore
with enough screens left-over to keep track of the war

verse 7
well i do it all like my pop the f-4
ole mcdonnell douglas runs a fine airplane store
mac builds ‘em tough and he builds ‘em to last
and he makes ‘em go slow and he makes ‘em go fast

verse 8
just like i’m strong as a tree
and all the young sky warriors look up to me
you wanna think twice ‘fore you try me, my man
i’ll stuff your ass face-first in the nearest ash can

verse 9
i’ve done it for practice in darkness and rain
seymore and idaho, england and spain
west-pack and north-pack with all the brave lads
and i’ve done it for real over downtown baghdad

verse 10
i totes more bombs than a b-24
and i’ve laid a couple in saddam’s back door
i do my best work between sunset and dawn
they don’t know i’m comin’ ‘till i’m already gone
verse 11
one night a mig-29 came up to see
what all the noise we was makin’ could be
i said to [?], “that’s all she wrote”!
then i hosed off a sidewinder straight down his throat

verse 12
some day i’ll retire and become an awacs
with a lawn dart suspended from both missile racks
i’ll fire ‘em off high in the ionosphere
and laugh my old ass off as they disappear

verse 13
my genes are instilled in the f-22
makes ‘em lots better at all they can do
strike eagle, strike eagle, you know what i mean

yeah i’ll still be flyin’ in 2019

- dick jonas

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