| Gimme an C!
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| Gimme an K!
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| What’s that spell?
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| FUCK!
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| What’s that spell?
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| FUCK!
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| What’s that spell?
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| FUCK!
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| Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
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| Uncle Sam needs your help again.
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| He’s got himself in a terrible jam
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| Way down yonder in Vietnam
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| So put down your books and pick up a gun,
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| We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun.
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| And it’s one, two, three,
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| What are we fighting for?
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| Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
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| Next stop is Vietnam;
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| And it’s five, six, seven,
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| Open up the pearly gates,
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| Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
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| Whoopee! |
| we’re all gonna die.
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| Well, come on generals, let’s move fast;
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| Your big chance has come at last.
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| Gotta go out and get those reds?
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| The only good commie is the one who’s dead
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| And you know that peace can only be won
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| When we’ve blown 'em all to kingdom come.
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| And it’s one, two, three,
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| What are we fighting for?
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| Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
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| Next stop is Vietnam;
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| And it’s five, six, seven,
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| Open up the pearly gates,
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| Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
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| Whoopee! |
| we’re all gonna die.
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| Huh!
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| Well, come on Wall Street, don’t move slow,
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| Why man, this is war au-go-go.
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| There’s plenty good money to be made
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| By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
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| Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
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| They drop it on the Viet Cong.
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| And it’s one, two, three,
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| What are we fighting for?
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| Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
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| Next stop is Vietnam.
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| And it’s five, six, seven,
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| Open up the pearly gates,
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| Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
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| Whoopee! |
| we’re all gonna die.
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| Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
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| Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
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| Come on fathers, don’t hesitate,
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| Send 'em off before it’s too late.
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| Be the first one on your block
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| To have your boy come home in a box.
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| And it’s one, two, three
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| What are we fighting for?
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| Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
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| Next stop is Vietnam.
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| And it’s five, six, seven,
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| Open up the pearly gates,
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| Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
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| Whoopee! |
| we’re all gonna die. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Fish Cheer & I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die Rag, artist - Country Joe & The Fish. Album song The Wave Of Electrical Sound, in the genre Иностранный рок