[Verse 1]
We fighter pilots fought the German chaps in World War II
In Hurricanes and Spitfires
Performed feats of derring-do
The finest British pilots
That the world could hope to have
Binky!
Stinky!
Squiffy!
Franstisek!
And Stansislav!
Hold fire, is that some foreign chaps risking their necks?
That's right!
Some of the bravest men were Polish and Czech

[Chorus: All]
We like to fire
Beating Jerry, our one desire
Yeah, yeah!
All we do each night is pray we'll live to fight another day

[Post-Chorus]
Take that, Hitler!

[Verse 2]
My name is Douglas Bader, let me tell of my ordeal
Lost both legs in an accident, these ones are not real (They're not real)
I left the air force after that, flying was a hobby
But when war broke in '39
Came back! (Just like Robbie)
Shot down twenty two of them, led the air attack
'Til finally, the Luftwaffe hit me back
Oh no, pretty baby!
[Chorus]
His plane on fire
Stuck in Colditz
Such a shame to retire
Yeah, yeah!
Never forget this great man's story
And his role in Britain's glory

[Bridge]
We flew in tough conditions
Lucky to survive five missions
Not that I'm complaining
But I've had just ten hours training
Epic dogfights in the sky
Outnumbered, that's why
We're now known by you
As The Few
Phew, he missed me!

[Verse 3]
The Battle of Britain was our pilots' finest hour
Although it seemed at first, the Germans were the stronger power (Oh, so strong)
We mustered all our courage in summer 1940
Scrambled Air Force squadrons to fly sortie after sortie
Saw Nazi invasion off, just as airmen should
Our bravery meant Hitler wouldn't be back for good
No, no
[Chorus]
We beat the Fuhrer
Without us frequent flyers, your life would be poorer
(Yeah, yeah!)
Britain securer, our stories of heroics will forever endure
(Woah, yeah!)
So I think you'll find it's true

[Outro: Winston Churchill]
Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed, by so many, to so few