There goes the siren that warns of the air raid   Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak   Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne   Got to get up for the coming attack      Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines   Remove all the wheel blocks there's no time to waste   Gathering speed as we head down the runway   Gotta get airborne before it's too late      Running, scrambling, flying   Rolling, turning, diving, going in again   Running, scrambling, flying   Rolling, turning, diving      Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die   Run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high      Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers   Let off a sharp burst, then turn away   Roll over, spin 'round, come in behind them   Move to their blindsides and firing again      Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us   Ten ME-109's out of the sun   Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them   Heading straight for them, I press down my guns      Rolling, turning, diving   Rolling, turning, diving, going in again   Rolling, turning, diving   Rolling, turning, diving      Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die   Run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high, aces high