Zeev's Turnips Talk Politics (ZTTP)

[greg s]

re: make sure we are adapting to defeat the terrorists

(Apologies to Joe McDonald, but somehow I don't think he will mind!)

Gimme a B
Gimme a U
Gimme a L
Gimme a L

What's that spell?

Come on all you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again;
He's got himself in a terrible spot
Way out yonder in ole Iraq,
So put down your books
And pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lot of fun!

And its one, two, three
What are we fightin' for?
Don't ask me
I don't give a crock
Next stop is ole Iraq!

And it's five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.

Come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get Hussein —
He's only good with a shot in the brain
You know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.

[Chorus]

Come on Haliburton, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
Supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Taliban.

[Chorus]

Come on mothers, move off your spot,
Pack your boys off to ole Iraq.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send your sons off before it's too late.
You can be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.

[Chorus]