There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
There comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out of the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Move all the wheel blocks, there's not time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Got to get airborne before it's too late
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving (doing it again)
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly
Fly to live, do or die
Won't you run, live to fly
Fly to live, aces high
Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst, and then turn away
Roll over, spin 'round, and move in behind them
Move in their blind side, and firing again
Bandits at eight o'clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the Sun
Ascending and turning our Spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving (doing it again)
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly
Fly to live, do or die
Won't you run, live to fly
Fly to live, aces high
