Innie Soldier Heaven

Lyrics
Beside a Victorian waterfall, one bright & sunny day

Beside a shattered fighter plane, a poor young pilot lay

His parachute hung from a tree, but he was not yet dead

& as they gathered 'round him, these were the words he said

"I'm going to that better land, where the engines always roar

Where real burgers grow on the bushes in the quartermaster's store

Where there aren't no MANPAD's & no enemies around

There'll be Procyon champagne & flying planes

& the pilots go there when they're slain

In the Innie Soldier Heaven"

 A soldier lay beside his Spade, as the medics clustered 'round

& he said "It's such a lovely place; that's where I am bound"

A bullet in his liver & a big burn on his nose

He said "I'm driving fast, my friends, to where every Innie goes"

"I'm going to that better land, where the rebels rise in style

Where the automatic pilot works & we sit back & smile

There's a girl for every pilot, a dozen for all you

There'll be beds of hay in the internal bay

& the boys will shout out 'Bombs away'

in the Innie Soldier Heaven"

 His breath came fast, he couldn't last, with sadness they all eyed him

The medics wept, the tears rolled down, the pools flowed down beside him

The waters rose, they reached his toes, he floated where he lay

& as he drifted out of sight, his comrades heard him say

"I'm going to that better land, where the MAC shells don't never fly

Where bullets are all cotton & the SAM's are chicken thigh

Where the clouds are champagne cocktails & you drink them on the fly

Well, it's time to leave, don't you grieve

I'll be wearing wings on my fatigue's right sleeve

In the Innie Soldier Heaven"