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
Writer(s): Billy Joel
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