THE ADC SONG (MARK II)

Lyrics by Bob Gillet 

(Tune-McNamaras Band)

Oh the throttles bang

And the wheels clang

And the runway falls away

We climb above the rolling clouds

And splash the Milky Way

We'll do a loop or a barrel roll

'Round stars within our reach

But let a bomber cross our path

And this is what we preach.

 

(Tune-Anchors Aweigh)

Rockets away my boy

Rockets away ...

Our plan is to deploy

A salvo to each large convoy of

Bombers that stray my boy

Bombers that stray

We'll 'lease our firepower

With a punch

That blows them all away.

 

(Tune-McNamaras Band)

Now there's another squadron

That we fly along beside

And if the job's too tough for them

In us they do confide

Their worthy contribution

Is a credit to the force

We're speaking of the Pluckers

Yes, it's 4-2-5 of course.

 

(Tune-Fly Birdie Fly)

Fly Pluckers fly

Away up in the sky

We love to see you fly along

Fly Pluckers fly

Da..da..da

Dumpta..dumpta..dumpta

Da..da..da

Dumpta..dumpta..dumpta.

 

(Tune-McNamaras Band)

Now listen people 'ttentively

To what I have to say

We'll only lick the enemy

The straight and narrow way

Our policy is rigid

And good policy's a must

If we run out of paper

All our policies will bust

 

Lookin' beyond the blue horizon

All I see is a trail of white Orenda dust

Toolin' along, the blue horizon

At point 82 with a hanging door

On a couple of pints of JP4

And a pound and a half of Northern NORAD thrust.

 

(slow)

Oh ADC, Oh ADC

Your policies maintaining

We'll fight the wars

And bear the sores

We'll be the last remaining

We had the Clunk, we had some class

We knew some day, our time would pass

But we'll fight to the end, you and I

Cheerio, let us go, away and fly.

ADC...Hey!

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