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One of my favorite songs. |
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The song itself is called Blood on the Risers, it's a song I heard in my days of cadets (army, I'm a groundhog and damn proud!!) It was in the summer that I first heard the Militia version, (the first tune was the cadets version, it was called The flying Fortress) Anyways To the lyrics,
He was just a rookie trooper,
And he surely shook with fright
He checked all his equipment
And made sure his pack was tight.
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roaor,
"YOU AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!"
(Chorus)
Gory, Gory, What a hellova way to die,
With a rifle up your a** and a bullet in your eye,
Gory, Gory, What a hellova way to die when your balls hang lower than your paratrooper boots,
"Is everyone happy?", cried the seargent, looking up,
Our hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up
He leaped right into the icey blast, his static line unhooked,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)
He counted loud, he counted long, 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,
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, he hurtled to the ground,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)
The days he 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,
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
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)
He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLAT", 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
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 suit,
He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots.
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!!!!!
 Ribbish · Fri Mar 04, 2005 @ 11:06am · 2 Comments |
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