| Now listen boys and girls
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| It’s an interesting world
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| Sometimes you gotta cut your way through the cane
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| For instance 2004
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| When the casualties of war
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| Were being washed away by the television rain
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| They shouted fear through a can
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| Gave us a new boogie man
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| And they assured us he was quite insane
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| So we sent in the soldiers
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| The sexy, sexy soldiers
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| To introduce that boy to a little pain
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| Hey
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| And what are we gonna find on his computer
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| And in the Pentagon I hear there’s a
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| jar just waiting for his brain (Yes)
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| Which one of you boys is going to step up and be the shooter
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| Of Saddam Hussein
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| Now they told us that we got 'em
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| Around the time we hit the bottom
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| I felt good, ‘cause you know hated the son of the bitch
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| I said «If you got chips then bring them
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| Let’s watch the hangman swing him
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| Lord don’t it feel good to finally scratch this little itch.»
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| How many Kuwati brides are chained up in his palaces
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| I don’t know
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| And how much of his madness can be explained
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| Oh no
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| How much do you think we could get for his priceless chalices
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| Hey
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| How much for the skin suit of Saddam Hussein
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| Now it’s all just white noise
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| We brought home most of our boys
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| With the exception of the thousands who were slain
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| And like so many of you
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| I dream in red, white and blue
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| And I think Abel had it coming from Cain
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| But a spectre came and shook me in the
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| middle of the night (In the middle of the night)
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| And I hope that I never see his face again (Oh no)
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| And nothing could ever prepare me for the sight it showed me
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| Of Donald Rumsfeld with Saddam Hussein
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| Now the voters on side
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| There’s no end to this ride
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| And there’s a cloven hoofed doctor on this drain
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| And when George W. Bush
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| Paints a portrait of his feet
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| You can see the wheels of freedom turning in his brain (Yeah)
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| There’s a young boy in the Falkland Islands (Yeah)
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| And there’s another one fighting the bulls in Spain (Yeah)
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| From the cliffs of Dover all the way up to the Highlands (Yeah)
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| I know that one of them gonna grow up to be the next Saddam Hussein
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| Yeah… yeah… yeah…
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| Hey… yey… yey… |