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• Artiste: Paul Roland
• Titre: Flying Ace
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I was the best flying ace that there ever had been, Though I've just half a face & a permanent grin, My eyes locked in stare, I was a monacle flier, My past was in law, my future in barbed wire. Don't bring me down. Can't faaa asleep at right for the tear, Of dying alone & dying in here, Wheel me down to the top of the cliff, Then turn your back - can't go on like this. I played by the rules a gentlemans game, Of dogfight dueling, now I'm a little insane. I've a faded photo ot a younger man, A log full of kills & a steel claw hand. I was sent away to your public schools, On the playing fieds of Eton I played by your rules, I could have lain in the cold & alone, Just one more kill, one more kill from home.