The The — Sweet Bird of Truth

"Red Leader this is Combat, your forward air controller. I have three targets for you. Your first target is a blockhouse. Target number eleven at the North East corner of the combat zone. Request napalm." "Roger. White Leader, set up your switches. Set your napalm on the blockhouse, North East corner of the target area." "White Leader understands. Thirty seconds." "White Flag, this is Bandit. I have you in sight, roll in to the west. Call to confirm you have target in sight" Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia 6 o'clock in the morning and I'm the last person in this plane still awake Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores Of this land that can't forget its past Oh, the wind that carries this plane is the wind of change Heaven sent, and hell bent Over the mountain tops we go, just like all the other G.I. Joes E-I-E-I, adios This is your captain calling (with an urgent warning) We're above the Gulf of Arabia (our altitude is falling) And I can't hold her up (there's no time for thinking) All hands on deck (this bird is sinking) Across the beaches and cranes, rivers and trains All the money I've made, bodies I've maimed Time was when I seemed to know Just like any other G.I. Joe Should I cry like a baby, or die like a man While the planet's little wars start joining hands Oh, what a heaven, what a hell Y'know there's nothing can be done in this whole wide world Arabia I don't know what's wrong or right I'm just a regular guy with bottled up insides I ain't ever been to church or believed in Jesus Christ But I'm praying that God's with you when you die This is your captain calling (with an urgent warning) We're above the Gulf of Arabia (our altitude is falling) And I can't hold her up (there's no time for thinking) All hands on deck (this bird is sinking) Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia Arabia