Lyrics

Little little boy lonely and scared listening to the engine in the sky
He warned them all but no one cared soon this boy is going to die

Open open the door mommy please the police plane well it’s coming up fast
He tries the doorknob but he can’t reach he waits for the rifle blast

From the police plane
The gunner breaks into a grin
It’s the police plane
He knows the boy’s mother won’t let him in
It’s the police plane

Mother listens to her son’s little tears she says she knows just how he feels
But he needs to conquer his childhood fears she knows the plane isn’t for real

It’s the police plane . . .

She hears the shots runs to the door her boy is dead and bleeding on the floor
She starts to scream she starts to cry she looks into the sky

At the police plane . . .

Help me, Paulie!