David Raabe said it best (and yes, there is more than one version).

Sung to the tune of Beautiful Dreamer

Beautiful streamer, please open for me,
the sky is above me, but no canopy.

Shouted 10,000, pulled on the cord,
my chute didn't open, I shouted:

"Dear Lord!"

Just like a mother, watching 'oer me,
oh beautiful streamer, please open for me.

Best I can remember after doing the play 30 years ago. Any mistakes are my own.

I think it is quite pertinent, what with the things going on today.

Question is, are you going to count on someone else to pack your chute... or are you going to do it yourself?