Monday, May 09, 2005

Blood On the Risers (sung to the tune of Saints go marching on)

He was just a rookie trooper, and he surely shook with fright.
As he checked all his equipment, and made sure his pack was tight.
"Is everybody happy?",cried the sergent, looking up,
Our hero feebly answered "Yes", and then they stood him up
He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

(Chorus)

He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock
He felt the wind, he felt the clouds, he felt the awful drop,
He jerked his cord, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his legs
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

(Chorus)

The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome
The lines were snarled and tied in knots around his skinny bones
The canopy became his shroud, as he hurtled to the ground,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

(Chorus)

The days he's lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about his girl back home, the one he left behind,
He thought about the medics and he wondered what they'd find,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

(Chorus)

The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled their sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or more since last a 'chute had failed
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

(Chorus)

He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLATT", his blood went spurting high
His comrades then were heard to say "A Helluva way to Die!"
He lay there rolling 'round in the welter of his gore
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

(Chorus)

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon his 'chute
Intestines were a'dangling from his Paratrooper boots,
They picked him up, still in his 'chute and poured him from his boots.
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE

*Chorus*=
Gory, Gory, What a Helluva Way to Die!
With a Rifle on your Back and you're Falling Through the Sky!
Gory, Gory, What a Helluva Way to Die!
And HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

Posted by Quekie at 3:01 PM