Message text Is this just fun in life -
Or is this a fantasy-
Caught in a aircraft-
Try to escape from reality-
Open my eyes
Look up to the skies and see-
I’m just a poor pilot,i need some sympathy-
Because falconfabs got me in his sights,
A little lefts,little rights,
Anyway the plane goes,doesn’t really matter to him,
To him
Mama,just got killed again,
He got my moves in his head,
Pulled his trigger,now I’m dead,
Mama,the game had just begun,
But now he’s gone and blown me all away-
Mama ooo,
He didn’t mean to make me cry-
I’ll be back again this time tomorrow-
But he carries on, carries on, as if nothing really matters-
Too late,my time has come,
It sends shivers down my spine-
As he fires from his plane to mine,
Goodbye everybody-I’ve got to go-
Gotta leave you way behind and fall to earth-
Mama ooo- (any way the plane goes)
I don’t want to die,
I sometimes wish I’d never joined at all-
I see a little silhouetto of a plane,
Falconfab, Falconfab as he does the fandango-
Pirouettes and immelmans-just as in every other game -
Galileo,galileo,
Galileo galileo
Galileo falcano-magnifico-
But i’m just a poor pilot, and he’s got better moves than me-
He’s is a monster in a better plane than me-
Please spare my life from this monstrosity-
Here he comes-,down my plane goes-
A Fokker! no-, down in flames I go-another go-
A Fokker! down in flames I go-another go-
A Fokker! down in flames I go-another go
down in flames I go-another go
down in flames I go-another go
Go, go,go,go,go,go,go-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia lets have another go-
Beelzebub put a devil in the sky against me, ‘gainst me, ‘gainst me-
Nothing really matters,
It’s a game you see,
Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,
Any way my plane goes....
Please don't shoot me Mr Falconfab |
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