[[let's do it as a song lyric]]
VIII
American fighter pilots
from the battleship states
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God
pack 'em in tightly
side by each with Jesus
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God
pack 'em in tightly
shoulder to shoulder
wind 'em up tight
and let 'em go
they shoot off
spouting voodoo
looking for the moon
they shoot a hole
through the pure blue
inject themselves into space
up where no up is,
no down (won't stay down),
out where no air is,
no sound (so no sound)
Merry Xmas
according to scripture
according to script
sextant and star chart
slip around behind
the man in the moon
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God
aim this can of man meat
at that blue ornament
flex a muscle for America
flex a muscle for God
