Hey, hey

I'm flying over Moscow
A pretty night time town
I got my orders on the beacon
I think it's going down

You're flying into New York
The snow covered streets
I hear the siren's echo die
Be quick on your feet

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Ronald pressed the red one
He got an itchy hand
And no one told him what to do
He thought he'd be the man

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Do it again

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Kiss goodbye
Kiss goodbye
It's goodbye
Just say goodbye

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away
(Sing it out, sing it out)

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Hey, bombs away
Bombs away
Bombs away

Hey, bombs away

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