Jet Fighter

Jet fighters never die

Mikey was a little boy, he loved to watch the clouds

He was born to fly

Mikey joined the Navy, his father was quite proud

Mother never wanted it that way

He got into the cockpit and rose up in the sky

Set his sights on Beirut and he let his missiles fly

Boom, Boom!

Jet fighters never die

I don't know, but I've been told

It's been said that God is dead

Jet fighters never cry, jet fighters never die

The General smoked a Cuban blunt

Hand rolled by the Reds

Then he poured a glass of Scotch

and tallied up the dead

The fighter banked into the night, then he caught a Sam

He rose up into Heaven with Jesus in his hand

Scenery was so beautiful, could not believe his eyes

Then he spotted John Wayne, he knew he had arrived

Jesus interrupted him, he had something to tell

They had to speak with Allah, and he sent them both to Hell!

Boom, boom!