GORY, GORY
Sung to the tune of "Battle Hymn of the Republic"
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,
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar,
"You ain\'t gonna jump no more!"
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
"Is everybody happy?" cried the sergeant looking up,
Our hero feebly answered "yes," and then they stood him up,
He jumped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked,
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock,
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop,
He pulled reserve, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his sock,
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
The days he\'d lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about the girl back home,
He thought about the medics and wondered what they\'d find,
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and howled with glee, rolled up 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.
The lines were twisted round his neck, the connectors broke his dome,
The risers tied themselves in knots around each skinny bone,
The canopy became his shroud as he hurtled to the ground,
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
He hit the ground, the sound was "splatt" the blood it spurted high;
His comrades, they were heard to say. "What a pretty way to die!"
He lay there rolling around in the welter of his gore,
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
There was blood upon the risers, there was brains upon the \'chute,
Intestines were a-danglin\' from his paratrooper suit,
They picked him up still in his \'chute and poured him from his boots,
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
They operated all night through but it was in despair,
For every bone that he possessed was ruined beyond repair,
And so he was buried then, his silken \'chute,
his shroud And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
Gory, Gory, what a helluva way to die!
And he ain\'t gonna jump no more.
They say he went to heaven and arriving there I\'m told,
He got a pair of silver boots and a parachute of gold,
He may be very happy there but I\'ll stick here below,
Cause he ain\'t gonna jump no more.作者: jasonx007 时间: 2005-12-12 06:46
