Paul McCartney & Wings The Broadcast lyrics

We've got a chance and we'll take it
We may win or we may lose
We may even have to cut and run for it

Well, it won't be the first time I've run
And it won't be the first time I've been caught
It's the game that matters

Brother, I am proud to know you
This is one of the greatest moments I have ever experienced
I think I sense the situation

And I say that we all esteem it and honor
To breathe the rather inferior atmosphere in this station

Here along with our little friend

I guess we should all go home and treasure the memory of his face
As the whitest thing in our museum of recollection
And perhaps, this good woman will also go home
And wash the face of our little brother here

I'm inspired with a new faith in mankind
Ladies and gentlemen, I wish to present to you
A sure enough saint only one a halo to be transferred
Stand right on