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 meekly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up
He leaped 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, 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 loud, he counted long, he waited for the shock
He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop
The silk from his reserves spilled out, and wrapped around his legs
And he ain't gonna jump no more
The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones
His canopy became a shroud as he hurtled to the ground
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory what a helluva way to die, 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; the one he left behind
He thought about the medics, and wonderd what they'd find
And he ain't gonna jumrp no more
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or so since last a chute had failed
And he ain't gonna jump no more
He hit the ground, the sound was splat, the blood went spurting high
His comrades were to say "What a helluva way to die!"
He lay there rolling around in all the welter of his gore
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Gory, gory what a helluva way to die, 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 his chute
Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper suit
They poured him from his helmet, and they poured him form his boots
And he ain't gonna jump no more
Beautiful streamer please open for me
Blue skys above me, and no canopy
I counted ten thousand waited too long
Reached for my ripcord; the handle was gone
Gory, gory what a helluva way to die, 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