Ένα μικρό διαμάντι από το άλμπουμ Weird Revolution, πρώτη κυκλοφορία των Τεξανών avant-punks για τη νέα χιλιετία.
A little jewel from the album Weird Revolution, first release for the Texan avant-punks in the new millennium.

Jet Fighters never die
Mikey was a little boy
He loved to watch the clouds
He was born to fly
Mikey joined the Navy
His father was quite proud
Mother never wanted it that way
He got into the cockpit and rose up in the sky
Set his sights on Beiruth, and let his missles fly
Boom boom!
Jet Fighters never die
I don’t know but I’ve been told
It’s been said that god is dead
Jet Fighters never cry
Jet Fighters never die
The General smoked a Cuban blunt
Handrolled out of Reds
Then he poured a glass of scotch
And tallied up the dead
The fighter banked into the night
Then he caught a SAM
He rose up into heaven with Jesus in his hand
Scenery was so beautiful, could not believe his eyes
Then he spotted John Wayne, he knew he had arrived
Jesus interupted him, he had something to tell
They had to speak with Allah, and he sent them both to hell
Boom boom!