The MIF Monster

Lyrics: I’m home from my flight, I want my bed But first I need to check the flight sked My stomach drops and my heart fills with dread See the name next to mine and know that I’m dead I text my buddy to get the gouge he has read He responded quickly and this is what he said I’ve heard many stories, but get it in your head that I’m sorry to say your grade sheet will be red He gets a skull sticker for every student he slays Covered his whole helmet with them, to my dismay Last watch he stood, he downed 3 solos that day Even the skipper stays far far away! Callsign “cancer” because few will survive I just hope to make it out alive So all night I’m going to strive To survive when the MIF Monster arrives Bloody grade sheets and student tears Your worst nightmare is drawing near Can’t run or hide, you can only pray The MIF Monster is on the way! I show to the brief 3 hours early I pray we get canceled so I can be free It takes everything I have not to flee I look at the door and that’s when I see A stormy glare like the winter sky I stand and with all my might I try To breathe easy and stop shaking while I Shake his hand Look the devil in the eye “Lets brief” says the student slayer I say “yes sir” and whisper a prayer I follow my training, feel sweat in my hair Nothing about this is at all fair Bloody grade sheets and student tears Your worst nightmare is drawing near Can’t run or hide, you can only pray The MIF Monster is on the way! He said “Your brief was terrible, but I’ve seen worse” “We’re going to fly”, I mutter a curse Inside my nerves are ready to burst I just know I’m riding home in a hearse Through maintenance we walk to the plane Even on the walk he keeps up the pain Every question meant to burn the brain Already my helmet is aflame We strap in, checklist, launch and go The abuse continuously flows He screams “how is that something you don’t know” Stomach is sick, my guts are going to throw Bloody grade sheets and student tears Your worst nightmare is drawing near Can’t run or hide, you can only pray The MIF Monster is on the way! We land at home, time to de-brief But I don’t feel any relief Pink sheet in hand, he confirms my grief He says “your flying career will be brief” Bloody grade sheets and student tears Your worst nightmare is drawing near Can’t run or hide, you can only pray The MIF Monster is on the way! Bloody grade sheets and student tears Your worst nightmare is drawing near Can’t run or hide, you can only pray The MIF Monster is on the way!