Trace your way back 50 years. To the glow of Dresden - blood and tears. In the black above by the cruel searchlight. Men will die and men will fight - yeah. Who shot who and who fired first?. Dripping death to whet the bloodthirst. No radar lock on - skin and bone. The bomber boys are going home. (Chorus). Climb into the sky never wonder why - Tailgunner. You're a Tailgunner. (2x). Nail that fokker kill that son.. Gonna blow your guts out with my gun. The weather forecast's good for war. Cologne and Frankfurt? Have some more. Tail end Charlie in the boiling sky. The Enola Gay was my last try. Now that this Tailgunner's gone. No more bombers (just one big bomb). (Chorus)