BURST OF FLAK

You're flying in a sky so blue
The flak came up straight and true.
It hit the plane and drove you back
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

The fighters came with bloody thirst
To give a taste of a 20 mm burst.
It knocks your buddies on their backs
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

You grab your chute and head for the door.
Your plane's disabled, you're wounded and sore.
When you hit the silk, the sky goes black
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

You fall through the air and all is quiet.
The ship goes down --- the faithful kite.
You hit the ground with a resounding smack.
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

The farmers and soldiers come over the hill
With blood in their eye and ready to kill.
The help you up to give you a crack.
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

They gather the crew and march you through town
So the people can all watch with more than a frown.
Then they put you in jail - a filthy old shack.
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

Obercul is the name of the hole
Where they torture the mind to see what you know.
But the Yanks refuse with wit and tack
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

Then you go to a barbed wire encircled camp
Where your only friend is a Red Cross stamp.
You sleep on the floor, and it hurts your back.
And the cause of it all is a burst of flak.

We sit and think of four friends so dear
And the boys still flying in the blue so clear.
Of pillows and sheets that make up your sack.
Where we'll never again hear a burst of flak