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BLOOD UPON THE RISERS<br />
Chorus:<br />
He aint gonna jump no more<br />
Gory gory gory what a helluva way to die (3x)<br />
And he aint gonna jump no more<br />
Februari <strong>2001</strong><br />
“Is everybody happy?” said the sergeant looking up<br />
Our hero feebly answered “Yes” and then they stood him up<br />
He leaped right out into the blast and looked down at the earth<br />
And He aint gonna jump no more<br />
Gory gory gory what a helluva way to die (3x)<br />
And he aint gonna jump no more<br />
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock<br />
He felt the wind, he felt the clouds, he felt the awfull drop<br />
He jerked the cord, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his<br />
legs<br />
The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his<br />
doom<br />
The lines were snarled and tied in knots, around his skinny bones<br />
The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground<br />
The days he´d lived and loved and laughed kept running through<br />
his mind<br />
He thought about the girl at home, the one he´d left behind<br />
He thought about the medics and wondered what they´ll find<br />
The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild<br />
The medics jumped and screemed with glee, they rolled their<br />
sleeves and smiled<br />
For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed<br />
He hit the ground, the sound was splat, his blood went spurting<br />
Blz. 19
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