Sung to the tune of "Beautiful Dreamer" Beautiful streamer, open for me, Blue skies above me and no canopy; Counted nine thousand, waited too long, Reached for my rip cord, the darn thing was gone. Beautiful streamer, why must it be? White silk above me is what I should see Just like my mother that looks over me; To hell with the rip cord, 'twas not made for me. Beautiful streamer, follow me down, Time is elapsing and here is the ground; Six hundred feet and then I can tell If I'll go to heaven or end up in hell. Beautiful streamer, this is the end, Gabriel is blowing, my body won't mend; All you jump-happy sons of a gun, Take this last warning as jumping's no fun.
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