The fans were whirlin'   Like the blades of a 'copter   Liftin' into the skies above some foreign land   Soaked with the bodies of so many friends.      Johnny waved   He was on his way home   He waved goodbye to his comrades in arms,   And all the twisted things he'd seen.   He waved goodbye   And the blades hit   Something   Maybe just fate, but the blades hit   The 'copter went up in flames   And johnny never went marchin' home   Johnny never went marchin' home      They took his name   And they carved it on a slab of marble   With several thousand other names   All the fallen idols   The apples of their mother's eye   Just another name      Meanwhile   Back on that burning shore   Johnny's comrades stood speechless   They looked with uh-uh-uh-uh disbelieving eyes   As those bits of metal and the embers   The embers of his eyes   Fanned out into the air   Black dust   Flames      Oh johnny! some day they'll make a movie about you   And in the making of that movie   Some mad apocalypse   It will become even stranger than the simple act   Just a boy going up up up   Just a boy going up   In flames in the smoke   Just another life   Just another breath   And who'll remember   Oh eternity now   As eternal as a sheet of marble   Eternal as a slab on a green hill   And your name   And all your fallen brothers   And all the ones not cut   All the ones remembered only in the hearts   A mother a father a brother a sister a lover a son a daughter   Shall not shall not fade shall not fade      Your ancestors salute you   And the gods of your ancestors salute you   Having having been formed by the minds of your ancestors   The gods of your ancestors salute you   Having been formed by your ancestors   The gods of your ancestors salute you   They draw you in they draw you through   They draw they draw you through that golden door      Mornin' boy [come on in boy]   We remember you   We conceived of you   We conceived of your breath   We conceived of the whole human race   And we conceived it to be a beautiful thing   Like a tulip bending in the wind   Sometimes it comes back to us   In the form of a handful of dust   Comes back in the form of a smitten child   Our raped daughters, ah the broken bones   Souls cleaved from hearts   They come back to us   And our hands are filled with their rotting tissues   But we turn not our backs   We press our lips   Into their cancer into the dust into the remains of each one   And that love is there and will greet you, will greet you   Mornin' boy [come on in boy]   It's eternal love      Well here, go ahead, run through that flame   Awww man, running through your mind   You took a cat, you took a life, you took it by the tail   And you swirled it around your head   And you thrashed it, you smashed the life out of it   And you knew that it would be your own   But you wanted to feel, you wanted to feel it die   Because you know you would feel your own   You would feel your own   But you're remembered!   You're remembered!   You're remembered dead!   You're remembered dead!   You're remembered dead!   We remember   We remember   We remember   Everything   Everything