Mel. Blood On The Risers
My brother was a paratrooper in the US Marines (x3) And he ain’t gonna jump no more. Gory, gory what a hell of a way to die (x3) And he ain’t gonna jump no more. He jumped from eighteen thousand feet without a parachute (x3) And he ain’t gonna jump no more. Gory, gory... He was the last to leave the plane but first to hit the ground (x3) And he ain’t gonna jump no more. Gory, gory... He hit the ground and turned into a ten-by-ten feet square (x3) And he ain’t gonna jump no more. Gory, gory... They scraped him off and sent him to the ketchup factory (x3) And he ain’t gonna jump no more. Gory, gory... So think of my dear brother when you eat at Burger King (x3) Cause he ain’t gonna jump no more!