Bomb Evil
(Sung to the tune of "Karn Evil 9" by Emerson, Lake & Palmer)
Guest song parody by Skisics Surus, skisics@yahoo.com

(instrumental intro)

(First Impression)

Cold and misty morning, they heard a warning borne in the air.
Taste our new age of power where no one had an hour to spare.
Where their fields have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold.
Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold.
We'll be there.
We'll be there.
We will be there.

Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed.
We hurt them and we cheat them, in a terrible way,
Praying for survival at the end of the day.
There is no compassion for those who stay.
We'll be there
We'll be there
We will be there.

There must be someone who can set them free:
To take their sorrow from this odyssey,
To help the helpless and the refugee,
To protect what's left of humanity.
Can't you see?
Can't you see?
Can't you see?

We are there.
We are there.
We will be there,
To heal their sorrow?
To build and borrow.
Fight tomorrow.

Step inside! Hello! We've the most amazing show.
You'll enjoy it all, we know.
Step Inside! Step Inside!

We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting jocks.
Keep your eyeballs on your box.
Come Inside! Come Inside!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Dropped from high above, see the target in crossbars.
And a bomb inside a car.
Spectacular! Spectacular!

If you follow me, there's a speciality.
Bodies for you to see.
Misery, misery,
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Next upon the hill, a Daisy Cutter to kill.
And they only cost a mil'
What a thrill! What a thrill!
And not content with that, with our hands behind our backs,
We drop napalm on those cats,
Get into that! Get into that!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Welcome back, my friends, to the show that never ends.
We're so glad you could attend.
Come Inside! Come Insider!
There behind a glass is a dead victim's ass.
Be careful as you pass.
Move along! Move along!

Come inside, the show's about to start.
Guaranteed to blow your head apart.
Rest assured you'll get your money's worth.
The greatest show in Heaven, Hell, or Earth.
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo.
You've got to see the show, it's death and mo' .....

Right before your eyes, we drop more death from the skies.
And we laugh all while they cry.
Then they die. Then they die.
Come inside! The show's about to start.
Guaranteed to blow your head apart.
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo.
You've got to see the show, it's death and mo' .....

Soon the Afghani's in a blaze of gasoline.
Will incinerate and scream.
What a scene! What a scene!
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand.
To Rumsfeld's bloody command.
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the show!

Destroying now a school, we've a sight to make you drool.
We knew we had to do: "Arabs cruel.
Arabs cruel. Arabs cruel."
We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown.
Were exclusively our own.
All our own. All our own.
Come and see the show! Come and see the show! Come and see the show!
See the show!


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