Текст песни The Aircrash Bureau

Hello, I'm the aircrash bureau I bet you're so surprised to see me I could specialise in rumours I'll send shivers up your spine Pilot, back, I need my squadron I was flying before D-day Now I'm warning you of falling I'll tell you when you're going down Sometimes I get these questions It reminds me of the skin game We used to stand around on corners Saying 'well here we are again' So now she motions closer Now that's what I call romance Someone's calling me but vaguely You need the feeling not the man