Roger, Flight, this is Alpha One-Dash-One Do you copy, Delta Flight? Absolutely, Delta Flight By god it's clean clear to Rheinland. Roger that, Delta Flight I'm showing green across the board, we are go Ladies and gentlemen, it looks like we have a convoy. Was on the dark side of the moon in Zone 22 In a Clydesdale, hauling chips Two Mules and a Rhino forming up on me And a Drone full of trade lane bits Our nav was Leeds from Cambridge About 10K from Cardiff Mines I said Delta Flight this is Alpha I'm going to punch the redline. Cause we gotta little ol' convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta little ol' convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna get in our way We're gonna roll this freighter convoy, across all known space Convoy... Convoy... Delta Wing, this is Alpha You want to kick it up a notch? You're dropping me right in your wash Starting to take off my paint job. By the time we hit the particle fields We had eighty-five haulers in all But there was Navy all over the jump gate And those Brits were wall to wall Bombers were ready to drop a cross-fire If we didn't think fast we'd take hits I said divert all power to your weapons, boys We're about to punch through some Brits. Cause we gotta great big convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta great big convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna get in our way We're gonna roll this freighter convoy, across all known space Convoy... Convoy... You're losing chips out your port container, Delta Three Negative on that, looks like those cheap plastic ones I'm not too sure plastic counts as littering Isn't that classified as debris, anyway? We shot through Leeds' trade lanes Gaining speed with every ring Picked up a wing of Lane Hackers And left them nothing but debris By the time we hit Stokes Those Brits were getting beat So they had brought in some reinforcements From the Edinburgh Defense Fleet There were heavy fighters and gunships And ships of every size The tradelanes were packed with Brits And battleships blotted out the skies Well we redlined and hit the lane With a thousand screamin' haulers And eleven blazing fingers of God From our forward CODENAME MAULERs. Hey Delta Nine You want to point those maulers somewhere else for a while? They're starting to get close enough to scare me And I need all the shielding I can get. Well we blasted a path straight to the gate And prepared to hit the jump The Brits were shooting everything they had And taking out haulers in clumps I said Delta Flight, this is Alpha I'm not in the mood to die So we hit the gate at 400 KPH I said let them freighters fly, over and out Cause we gotta mighty convoy, rockin' through the night Yeah we gotta mighty convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on an' join our convoy, ain't nothin' gonna get in our way We're gonna roll this freighter convoy, across all known space Convoy... Convoy... Delta Flight, what's your nav? Omicron?! Well we know what those lane parts are for, don't we? It's been an honor, guys But I'm gonna drop out for Kusari Keep the micrometeors off your glass And the law off your... tail See you guys at Berlin I'll buy you a sidewinder fang I'm gone Bye, Bye... |