He hit the ground, the sound was splat, his blood went spurting high
His comrades they were heard to say "a helluva way to die"
He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore
And he ain't gonna jump no more
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.