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My Voice is Anything but Painless

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Poetry

This story is No. 2 in the series "The Random Parody Lyrics Collection". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: A collection of Song Parodies saluting the M*A*S*H universe...

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Television > MASHBarefootXOFR1552,144041,8979 Mar 0917 Mar 12No

I Can Hear the Choppers (Radar's Song)

I don't own M*A*S*H, any of the characters, or the song 'Suicide is Painless', upon which this parody is based... They are owned respectively by Larry Gelbart and Mike Altman, I think...



I'm still alive. Lots of work to do has kept me busy.



This song is a salute to Walter Eugene 'Radar' O'Reilly. It is a rather melancholy work, but I hope you'll enjoy it anyway.



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The grass was green and wet with dew,

The sunlight shot with a golden hue,

My cows awakened with a heartfelt moo,

When the letter came for 'we happy few'...



They sent me far across the sea,

To a land scarred by artillery,

And to a MASH they soon sent me,

To be the clerk of the company...



Oh I can hear the choppers,

They really are heart-stoppers,

And we have got some wounded incoming...



The red tape binds me foot and hand,

The supplies delivered, wrong again,

And patching calls looks like hand-to-hand.

Upon my shoulders this mess did land...



My new CO took me aside.

He taught me what my job implied.

I was so relieved I darn near cried,

And as time went on I took it in stride...



Oh I can hear the choppers,

They really are heart-stoppers,

And we have got some wounded incoming...



I'm called to assist in surgery,

Carrying litters quick as can be,

As surgeons sew and patients bleed,

We fight for life so desperately...



The gowns, once white, are painted red,

A grim salute to the noble dead,

The stains cry out with words unsaid,

"For those we love this blood was shed..."



Oh I can hear the choppers,

They really are heart-stoppers,

And we have got some wounded incoming...



I draw strength at night from my teddy bear,

My only solace from the rockets' blare.

The others laugh and mock and stare,

But more and more I just don't care...



Another day a patient dies,

I drown my sorrows in Grape Nehis.

There's one thought trapped within my mind.

"If he can fall then so can I..."



Oh I can hear the choppers,

They really are heart-stoppers,

And we have got some wounded incoming...



I heard on the phone my uncle's dead.

"I'm gonna miss you, Uncle Ed."

I left my bear on Hawkeye's bed,

My last goodbye that was left unsaid...



After I left Korea's shore,

I don't hear choppers anymore.

I flew back to my fields of corn,

It's time to move on, to cry and mourn...



Oh I can hear the choppers,

They really are heart-stoppers,

But they only e'er return in my dreams...

And I still wake the whole house with my screams...



~~



I hope you liked it.



Jasper

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