Testo The Aircrash Bureau

Hello, I'm the aircrash bureauI bet you're so surprised to see meI could specialise in rumoursI'll send shivers up your spinePilot, back, I need my squadronI was flying before D-dayNow I'm warning you of fallingI'll tell you when you're going downSometimes I get these questionsIt reminds me of the skin gameWe used to stand around on cornersSaying 'well here we are again'So now she motions closerNow that's what I call romanceSomeone's calling me but vaguelyYou need the feeling not the man