We had been flying all day long at a hundred fuckin' feet The weather fuckin' awful fuckin' rain and fuckin' sleet The compass it was swinging south, east, west and fuckin' north And we made a fuckin' landfall in the firth of fuckin' forth Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful And we made a fuckin' landfall in the firth of fuckin' forth We flew the North Atlantic 'till it made us fuckin' weak The sea was fuckin' wet and fuckin' cold and fuckin' deep Operations room of 30 wing is simply fuckin' rotten And 2-6-9 will be there 'till their fuckin' well forgotten Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful And 2-6-9 will be there 'till their fuckin' well forgotten We joined the fuckin' Air Force cause we thought it's fuckin' right But we don't give a bugger if we fly or fuckin' fight But what we do object to all those fuckin' offspring twats Who sit there setting stripes on earth to rate the fuckin' knots Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful Ain't the Air Force fuckin' awful And they sit there setting stripes on earth to rate the fuckin' knots