Yankee Air Pirate

Chorus: (Yea, all you fucks!)

A Yankee Air Pirate, A Yankee Air Pirate,

A Yankee Air Pirate am I

A Yankee Air Pirate, A Yankee Air Pirate,

If I don't get my hundred I'll die

I am a Yankee Air Pirate, with DT's and blood shot eyeballs

My Nerves are all run down, from bombing downtown

From SAM breaks and bad Bandit calls

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I've carried bombs on outboards, flown FAST SAP for Thuds

I've sniveled a counter or two once or twice

and sweated my own rich blood

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I've been downtown to both bridges, to Thai Ngyen, Kep and Phuc Yen

and if you ask me I'm sure you can see, theres no place up there I ain't been

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