Let me fly!

The night doesn't like it

Looks just like your face on the moon to me

And I won't let you do what you want to do

It's funny how, even now

You're laughing

I won't let you do it

If you go, I'll let the law know

And they'll head you off when you touch the ground

Ooh, please, don't go through with this

I don't like the sound of it

It's funny how, even now

You're miles away

I won't let you do it

I won't let you do it

I won't let you go through with it

“Meet them over at Dover

I'll just pilot the motor

Take them over the water

With a hired plane

And no names mentioned

Tonight's the night of the flight

Before you know

I'll be over the water like a swallow

There's no risk

I'll whisk them up in no moonlight

And though pigs can fly

They'll never find me posing as the night

And I'm home before the morning”

In Malta, catch a swallow

For all of the guilty – to let them free

Wings fill the window

And they beat and bleed

They hold the sky on the other side

Of borderlines

I won't let you do it

I won't let you do it

I won't let you go through with it

“Meet them over at Dover

I'll just pilot the motor

Take them over the water

Like a swallow flying to Malta

With a hired plane

And no names mentioned

Tonight's the night of the flight

Before you know

I'll be over the water like a swallow

There's no risk

I'll whisk them up in no moonlight

And though pigs can fly

They'll never find me posing as the night

And I'm home before the morning”

“Give me a break!

Ooh, let me fly!

Give me something to show for my miserable life!

Something to take!

Would you break even my wings like a swallow?”

Let me, let me go

“With a hired plane

And no names mentioned

Tonight's the night of the flight

Before you know

I'll be over the water like a swallow

There's no risk

I'll whisk them up in no moonlight

And though pigs can fly

They'll never find me posing as the night

And I'm home before the morning”

Let me, let me go

“With a hired plane

And no names mentioned

Tonight's the night of the flight

Before you know

I'll be over the water like a swallow”

Let me, let me go

“There's no risk

I'll whisk them up in no moonlight

And though pigs can fly

They'll never find me posing as the night

Like a swallow

And I'm home before the morning”

But you're not a swallow