The Canadian Imagination

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Saturday, July 03, 2004

Sea Kings in the Sun

(To the tune of "Seasons in the Sun")

Goodbye papa, please pray for me
My helicopter's crashing in the sea
I honestly don't mean to pout,
but my future is in doubt,
My co-pilot just fell out.

Goodbye papa, it's hard to fly
When my airframe is cracking in the sky,
For every hour in the air,
it takes them 30 to repair,
We fly these things on a dare.

We've had joy, we've had fun,
We've had Sea Kings in the sun,
But the engines are on fire,
and the Sea Kings must retire.

Goodbye Chr├ętien, my stingy one,
You could have bought the EH-101,
Instead you blew 500 mil,
Just to cancel out the bill,
Now I need an airsick pill.

We've had joy, we've had fun,
We've had Sea Kings in the sun,
We'll be lucky if we reach
a crash landing on the beach.

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