I Wanted Wings

I Wanted Wings - Oscar Brand

I wanted wings 'till I got the goddamned things

Now I don't want them anymore

They taught me how to fly then they sent me off to die

Well I've had a belly full of war

You can save those bloody zeros

For the other goddamned heroes

Distinguished Flying Crosses

Do not compensate for losses buster

I wanted wings 'till I got the goddamned things

Now I don't want them anymore

Yes I'll take the dames let the rest go down in flames

I have no desire to be burned

Air Combat spells romance 'til they shoot holes in my pants

I'm not a fighter I have learned

You can save the Mitsubishis

For the other sons-a-witchies

I'd rather make a woman

Than be shot down in a Grumman buster

I wanted wings 'till I got the goddamned things

Now I don't want them anymore

Now I'm too young to die in a lousy PBY

That's for the eager not for me

I don't trust in my luck to be picked up by a Duck

After I've crashed into the sea

Yes I'd rather be a terrier

Than I flyer on a carrier

With my hand around a bottle

You can keep your goddamned throttle buster

I wanted wings 'till I got the goddamned things

Now I don't want them anymore

I do not care to tour over Berlin and the Ruhr

Flak always makes me lose my lunch

I get an urge to pray when they holler bombs away

I'd rather be at home with the bunch

For there's one thing you can't laugh off

When the shoot your tailpipe half off

I'd rather be home buster

With my tail than with a cluster buster

I wanted wings 'till I got the goddamned things

Now I don't want them anymore

They feed us lousy chow but we stay alive somehow

On dehydrated eggs and milk and stew

They rumor has it next they'll be dehydrating sex

Well that's the day I'll tell the coach I'm through

For I've managed all the dangers

The shooting back of strangers

But when I get home late

I want my woman straight buster

I wanted wings 'till I got the goddamned things

Now I don't want them anymore