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 of 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 the 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