[Radio Intro ] Viper: "Viper to Goose, visual — sunline clear. Punch it!" Goose: "Copy. Throttle hot. Stick steady." (Static crackle. Engines spool like thunder) [Verse 1] Canopy fog, G's climb — stick at two-twenty, Mach point nine hugging the sunline, teeth set plenty. Jetwash tearing ribbons off the horizon's seam, We slice the dawn like metal, afterburner scream. [Pre-Chorus ] Bearings tight, check your six — I got your wake, Hands white on the yoke, no margin left to take. Radio's a heartbeat, glass burning orange light, Lock the formation, feed the thrust, hold the fight. [Chorus ] Talk to me, Goose — light the afterburner, Lock the sky, we burn the night. Talk to me, Goose — feed the thunder, Wingman close, we own the fight. (chant: Talk to me — Goose!) [Verse 2] Canopy clears to a blue that cuts like salt, Turbulence like memory, we trade the altitude for vault. Bearing zero-two-five, sunline to the right, Split-S and hammerhead, carve the skyline bright. [Pre-Chorus 2] G's press our chests, the world is a tightened drum, Flare and feed the flaps — don't let the engine hum. Your voice through the static: crisp, audible, raw, One call, one cue, we answer without flaw. [Chorus ] Talk to me, Goose — light the afterburner, Lock the sky, we burn the night. Talk to me, Goose — feed the thunder, Wingman close, we own the fight. (chant: Light the burn — Goose!) [Bridge ] Radio drop: "Slip left, two o'clock bandit — visual," Canopy flashes tracer, bearings fold to ritual. If the panel floods and the warning lights collide, I’ll ride the rail with you — ejection harness tied. [Breakdown] (Heavy guitars, palm-muted riff in drop-D, snare hits like flak) Riff: D—G—B drop, palm mutes syncopate the climb Guitar lead screams like metal wings through time [Chorus — Full Arena] Talk to me, Goose — light the afterburner, Lock the sky, we burn the night. Talk to me, Goose — feed the thunder, Wingman close, we own the fight. (Harmonized gang vocals: LIGHT THE AFTERBURNER! — TALK TO ME, GOOSE!) [Final Verse — Short] Canopy clear, dawn split into flame, We fly the line, not for glory but for name. [Final Chorus — Repeat / Big Finish] Talk to me, Goose — light the afterburner, Lock the sky, we burn the night. Talk to me, Goose — feed the thunder, Wingman close, we own the fight. (Last chant, gang vocals, three-part harmony) [Radio Outro ] Viper: "Nice road, Goose. Deck's hot. Homebase inbound." Goose: "Copy. Eyes on the horizon." (Engines fade into reverb — a single final guitar sting)