| Gather 'round ye sinners and a story I will tell
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| About a man o’plenty that we all know very well
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| He doesn’t mind a sacrifice to save his pretty face
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| He’ll divide and conquer, repaint and erase
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| Anything, anyone, he leads the human race
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| Raise the stars and stripes and steal the fire from Saddam
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| Cut off his people’s medicine and food supplies and give matches to them
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| But if he doesn’t take the blame, who will they condemn?
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| Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the mouth that bites you
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| Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you’d be eaten by your ham
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| The king is dead, long live the king
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| Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Brutus is waiting in the wings
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| Since I wrote the first verse, ol' Bill has been dropping bombs
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| On middle eastern terrorists
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| Guess we all know what comes around comes around
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| Soon those bombs will be homeward bound
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| Bounties of America will be laid to waste
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| They may win the FU cup but drinking from it leaves a sour taste
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| In the mouth of … |