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We went to war like Bush said we should. Ev'ryone there said it went real good. At least it did for a week or two, Then we got wise to what Junior knew. Can't find Osama or those WMDs. Doesn't help to offer finder's fees. Then those Iraqis started going wild And quickly learned to hate his momma's child. Now they can whinny like that horse's ass, Promising us peace while nothing comes to pass, Except a woman's rights going down the drain While Bushie bikes so he'll feel no pain. His momma called to ask last night Why he can't get more immigrants to fight. She's sure they would if they understood How much they'd help each rich kid's neighborhood Avoid the service like they should, By dying for the greater good.
Music & Original Lyric by Al Piron |