Fly, Bird, Fly

Take B accelerates into high-octane ska punk, matching Forrest Bird's aviation rescue missions with brass-fired speed.

The stories behind Fly, Bird, Fly

Lyrics

Dr.

Forrest Byrd is in the cockpit!

Flying respirators to the world!

He flew P -47s in the

Second World War Studied how the pilots breathe when the engines roar

Took regulator valves from an old fighter plane

Combined them with shortcake tins to conquer human pain

Invented the Mach 7 in a little green case

The greatest respirator in the human race

When the polio wards were weeping on the floor

Forrest fired up his airplane and took off for more

Fly, bird, fly through the turbulent sky

The aviator biomed flying on high

Grass horns roaring, propellers spin

Carrying the breath where the shadows creep in

Little green box saving millions of souls

From the polio virus to the emergency goals

Look at him soar, look at him glide

Bringing the life to the hospital side

He'd land on dirt runways in the middle of the night

Deliver 50 units in the airfield beacon light

Show the nurses how to calibrate the inspiratory flow

Watching all the blue -faced babies turn into a healthy glow

No red tape could stop him, no mountain was too tall

The aviator engineer who answered every call

Fly bird, fly through the turbulent sky

The aviator biomed, flying on high

Brass horns roaring,

propellers spin Carrying the breath where the shadows creep in

Little green box, saving millions of souls

From the polio virus to the emergency goals

Look at him soar, look at him glide

Bringing the life to the hospital side

Flight plan delivered A million breaths

restored Blue skies

Dr.

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