Flight 103 歌词

Up in the sky another routine flight JFK New York bound Landing in London a minor stop To refuel and check while on ground The phone call a nightmare to those who observe But to them it would be their own fate A crew with a choice passengers with no voice And for them it's all and all too late Flight 103 Flight 103 A tragedy to end all but to immediate families A nightmare of horror and pain Bodies sent back in boxes of pine Some of them with the wrong name Who is responsible who'd do such a thing Another political war High explosives in a plastic container A warning they chose to ignore Flight 103 Flight 103 Flight 103