I think you know where it all went down
Way upon the banks of that Tinsel Town
The fight that ensued came to insist
And their rebellion could not resist
They boiled over like demons in coffee brew
But the battle was the most natural thing
anyone went through
Four scores and Several seas
We couldn't possibly know what that could mean
But the fighting pilots flew their childhood dreams
Made their families proud while they traversed the skies
They strapped into suits made of expensive fibers
A hole cut in the crotch with a hose attached
Every man needs to drain his tank
Even when engaged high in a dog fight
A dog fight is a man's battle
Only one comes out, the other below
Be piss stains on their pants
They are thankful for the plastic tube
And the absence of their wives
Thankful their time was spared
Continue with the end of their lives
They remember the banks of the Tinsel Town
And they retire to their twilight rooms
As the tinsel tears and frays
Never speaking of what they lived through
