Now this is the story all about how;
My plane got flipped, turned upside down;
And I'd like to take a minute -- just sit real tight.
I'll tell you how I became the pilot of a game called Dogfight.
In the southern hangar -- born and raised;
In the air is where I spent most of my days.
Chillin' out, killin' and relaxin' all cool,
And shooting up the planes of many newbie fools.
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started team killing in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and they got scared
And said "YOU #%@ #@@#& @(#&%*()!# SHOOT HIM OUTTA THE AIR!!"
I whistled for friend and when he came near the;
Plane said "Royal Skorpians" and had a "[RS]" in the air.
If anything I could say that this plane was a real danger;
But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to enemy hangar!
I pulled up the altitude to about seven or eight;
And I yelled to the pilot "Lets bomb them mate!"
Looked behind me and saw bullets a flyin';
And then I got shot down by my team mate who later ended up dyin'.