OK.... this is it so far...
Out for the scramble, we've got to get airborne
I'm afraid of aeroplanes, even though I like the way it feels to be a person in the sky
Cause I'm as free as a Bird Now
I'm finding I can fly so high above with you
I'd mow 'em down like a weed eater
Oooh its a killing machine
MY P-47 is a pretty good ship and she took a round coming cross the Channel last trip
Take your chances, kill the engine, Drop your bombs and let it burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
No radar lock-on, skin and bone, the bomber boys are going home
Bird of prey, bird of prey
One whiff of this 'stuff' and you will want to gouge out both your eyes
So Darkstar, Judy Judy, I'm going in for guns
You gotta give the other fellow hell
I feel like a chicken tonight...chicken tonight
Here is somethin you can't un-der-stand, HOW I COULD JUSS KILL A MAAAN
Believe it or not, I'm walking on air
Withdraw your feeble aches and moans, Or suffer smite from this my hand
Let's try to make the next lines sorta "flow" together....