Testo Bombers Bay

The word went 'round
In no-dream town
They shut us up
And shutters down
The planes flew in
And laid the ground
We built upon
And spun around God's one miracle
Lost in circles

On the march
Berlin to Bombers Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay

Cannon fire came to call
Stood us up
And watched us fall
The way we were
And now outworn
Our costumes changed to uniforms
Black black days Here to stay

On the march
Madrid to Bombers Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay

Pack up your troubles and you'll all get by
Smile boys, that's the style
Pack up your troubles and you'll all get by
Smile

They give us hope
And teach us well
With magic moons
That cast a spell
And hypnotize
And draw us in
I believe
I'm believing
God's one miracle
Moves in circles

On the march
Berlin to Bombers Bay
Traveling dark
On the road to Mandalay

Black black days
Where the flying fishes play