We met as soul mates on Parris Island
We left as inmates from an asylum
And we were sharp, as sharp as knives
And we were so gung ho to lay down our lives
We came in spastic like tameless horses
We left in plastic as numbered corpses
And we learned fast to travel light
Our arms were heavy but our bellies were tight
We had no home front, we had no soft soap
They sent us Playboy, they gave us Bob Hope
We dug in deep and shot on sight
And prayed to Jesus Christ with all our might
We had no cameras to shoot the landscape
We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes
And it was dark, so dark at night
And we held on to each other
Like brother to brother
We promised our mothers we'd write
And we would all go down together
We said we'd all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Remember Charlie, remember Baker
They left their childhood on every acre
And who was wrong? And who was right?
It didn't matter in the thick of the fight
We held the day in the palm of our hand
They ruled the night, and the night
Seemed to last as long as six weeks...
...On Parris Island
We held the coastline, they held the highlands
And they were sharp, as sharp as knives
They heard the hum of our motors
They counted the rotors
And waited for us to arrive
And we would all go down together
We said we'd all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Expedition Marrakech ~ Help 4 Heroes ~ H4H 4x4 Challenge ~ Road to Marrakech ~ Team Cobra ~ Help 4 Heroes ~ H4H Challenge ~ Road to Marrakech ~ Expedition
Dad, Nick, Nobby, & Mo-Rice............. Have fun, drink a beer or two for me (except the driver), keep me updated, make sure to give Maurice plenty of Japanese food (it's his favourite), Rob likes if you count his daily calories for him as he's a bit of a nonce, and Nick, do me a favour and try and keep my Dad chirpy, as I'm not sure what his road rage is like.
If for any reason you feel the need to reenact some of the battles that took place along the way, please try to do so in France as some of them need a good spanking (sorry Nick!).
One more tip: don't let Maurice loose in Holland....
God Speed,
Simmo