The Applecross Wing Commander Lyrics - You Am I

We'd like to introduce you to the nature of our trials 

We'd love the chance to bring your elders down 

So fix your Dad a drink 'cause we're gonna need to think 

Now you're a plane we won't need them around anymore 

We done a lot of dumb things now, sure hope we do some more 

And we'll wait all summer just to piss on your door 

The wing commander's sister is a golden haired surprise 

I can't walk far but I can shoot for miles 

And my radar can see anyone over thirteen 

Now you're grown up we don't need you around anymore 

We done a lot of dumb things now, sure hope we do some more 

It's the last summer so in our dust you will crawl