[Verse 1]
One fine day up high, lads,
Where the eagles soar so free,
The fighters danced on by, lads,
With heads a-light, you see.
As they got straight and level,
Their fuel was runnin' low,
They felt a rising devil,
And panic started to grow.
They grabbed their comms, it's true,
A desperate call they made,
For the tanker's freq they flew,
And prayed they'd get some aid.
[chorus 1]
Exxon! Exxon! Help us out!
We need your liquid gold!
We’re at I.P. inbound
At the C.P. we will hold.
Lads, we're suckin' fumes,
And our faces turnin’ blue,
Back at the base, then,
We'll buy a pint or two.
This lesson’s learned
We hope we pass:
Everybody knows
No one kicks ass without tanker gas!
[Verse 2]
With it's belly full of bombs,
The BUFF was rollin' coal.
But due to a miscalculation
They'd never reach the goal
They cut and dropped their load
Out in the ocean blue
Then turned around and headed
Straight to the rendezvous.
As they approached Pre-Contact
The pilot he spoke up
Looking for frag plus 10k
Boom said Back 4 He said Yup
[Chorus 2]
Tanker! Tanker! Help me out!
We need your liquid gold!
We're holding short and starvin.
First deployment truth be told.
Boom, we got no lights
It's our first A.R. you see.
Can you say where we are sitting?
As he rambled on with glee.
This lessons learned.
We hope we pass.
The mighty 8th all know
No one kicks ass without tanker gass!
[verse 3]
That lonely Herc was flyin
Out to the ol' drop zone.
With the crusty ol' load master
Wishing he was headin home.
All of a sudden there was a sound
It was really loud and shrill
A light lit up and flares flew off,
So they banked real hard with skill.
All that Tactical right turnin
Left the pilots looking out.
while the fuel burn went up
and Left reachin home in doubt.
[Chorus 3]
GIN BEAR! GIN BEAR! Help us out!
We need your liquid gold!
But we need you to Tobaggan
Onto the boom, we need to hold.
All my years of flyin,
I never rightly know.
Who flipped these old Orion props,
because it makes us super slow.
But this lessons learned.
We hope we pass.
Little Rock always knows
No one kicks ass without Tanker gas!
[verse 4]
You can fly a fighter
Or a heavy in the blue
The mission may be weighty
Doesn't matter what you do.
You can fly the Hercules,
The workhorse of the air,
drop some bombs with deadly burst,
or do reconnaissance with care.
If the fuel gauge is fallin,
One simple truth is clear,
When your engines start a stallin,
the tankers always here!
[chorus]
Mobil! Mobil! Help us out!
We need your liquid gold!
Do you have us on radar?
Where should we go and hold?
If your flight extends,
and you heed the call,
When your gas runs thin,
and you have a long haul.
This lessons learned
We hope you’ll pass:
everybody knows
No one kicks ass without tanker gas!
[Outro]
and if you're ever wonderin
you can write this here report
just remember this, my laddies
everyone else just support!
don't care if they fly fast movers,
or slow old Hercules
the tanker rules the air
from sea to shining sea!
