I've been flying this brain for years,
keeping it in the sky above lifes fears.
I'm a fighter pilot upstanding,
trained to kill my enemies demanding.
Foes of life try to shoot me down,
but I refuse to be knocked to the ground.

Many dog fights I've fought,
up to now I've never been caught.
I've been tail flamed,
wounded and shamed,
but never shot out of the sky.
I refuse to give up and die.

An ace fighter pilot never gives in,
he continues to fight to win.
Pin silver wings on my chest,
tell my mother I did my best.
Launched into this dog fight of life,
I've suffered much misery and strife.

I need to be rotated from the front,
but I have no relief to be blunt.
Every campaign takes a little out of me,
I know some day I'll soon be free.
But until that day,
I'm strongly here to stay.

Knock, knock, knocking on heavens gate,
I plan to fight on until my final fate.
Up in the sky is where I'll stay,
flying around up each and every day.
Staying up high is my chosen mission,
there will be no surrender condition.

Once up in the sky,
it's so hard to flame down and die.
So I'm sticking to my guns,
no matter how hard the stuns.
I'm use to a strong stand,
staying up is my only plan.

Choice!