Verse 1 Spitfire soars, a knight in the blue, Merlin’s growl says, “We’ll see it through.” Eight Brownings sing, a deadly tune, Dogfight spins ‘neath the August moon. Chorus Skyward glory, sub-bass quakes, 8-bit pulses, freedom wakes. Vapor trails, the wobble’s call, Spitfire rises, never falls! Verse 2 Dunkirk’s shores, the Few hold tight, Clash in the clouds, from morn till night. Turn and burn, no fear, no flight, Spitfire’s heart beats for the fight. Chorus Skyward glory, sub-bass quakes, 8-bit pulses, freedom wakes. Vapor trails, the wobble’s call, Spitfire rises, never falls!
