by The Plaid Adder
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Wolfowitz and big Dick ramping up the rhetoric
Blix is in the basement lookin' for those armaments
Found us some warheads-empty, but don't scoff,
Don't care what they're made of, media's been paid off
Look out, kids! It's something you did!
God knows when, but we found our smokin' gun
You better run down the shelters now, load up on those rations,
The man on his fourth bypass with the shark grin
Wants eleven oilfields, and he's only got ten...
Dubya's all uptight, nothin' at the arms sites,
Ari's out on Late Night making out that black's white.
Doesn't matter anyway--Pentagon insiders say
Chimpy's polls fell today, load 'em up and bombs away!
Look out, kids, don't matter what you do--
You could cave in, play ball, come clean, bare all,
Take your biggest arsenal, convert it to a shopping mall--
That won't do fuck-all to stop the war call,
You won't need an anchorman to tell you when the bombs fall.
Oh, get sick, unwell, could it be our own shells,
What the hell, who can tell, uranium is gonna sell
Hits hard, makes shards, tanks melt, dust flies,
Breathe deep, don't cry, Gulf War Syndrome's just a lie
Look out kid, you're gonna get hit
By losers, cheaters, two-time users
Chickenhawkin' boozers
Army's at your school lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow boneheads who won't support their own vets
Ah get born deformed, no arms, no hands, no chance
Get starved, get hit, try to feed your kids
Please the U.N., be good, don't trade, that's wrong,
A dozen years of sanctions and they're tellin' you you're too strong
Look out kid, you're liberated--
Better give us free rein, here we come, regime change,
Don't you foil all our sweat and toil,
Don't wanna be be bombed? Go bring down Saddam!
And then give us all the oil in your soil...
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