Chords for Public Service Broadcasting - Spitfire (live in Austin, Texas)

_ _ _ _ _ _ The birds fly a lot better than we do.
See how they wheel and bend, fly.
_ All in one.
Wing, body, tail, all in one. _ _ _ _
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_ Someday, I'm going to build a plane just like a bird. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] This isn't exactly a bird I'm creating, but_ _
This is a curious little bird.
[B] _ _ A bird that means fire and spits out death and destruction.
[F#] Spitfire bird. _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ Spitfire bird. _
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
I'm _ _ always passing. _
What is the plane looking like?
_ _ _ Can't see [B] a spit in the air without getting a kick out of it.
[F#] _ _ [B] Why, don't you [F#] like birds? _
Spitfire bird.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
Spitfire bird.
_ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [F#] It's tiring always pitching after something [C#m] that's just out there.
But I get it.
[B] After all, what I want isn't seas, it's all men.
_ [F#] _ _
400 [C#] miles an hour.
Turn on a six-foot flag, 10,000 feet [B] in two minutes.
Dive at 500 without being noticed.
[F#] Carry eight machines out.
_ _ [C#m] Hello, Hunter Leader.
Hunter Leader.
Death is approaching.
[B] Beachy from southeast.
Angels one, five, lower.
[F#] There it is on our left.
Before my south.
You should see a minute in it.
That's our son.
Hello, [B] Hunter.
Hunter Leader.
Black control, boy.
Can you see him?
Can you [F#] see him?
_ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [F#] Hello.
_ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [B] _ _ Spitfire.
[F#] _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [B] _
Spitfire.
Spitfire.
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] Hello.
[A] _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [D] Thank you.
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