(instrumental intro)
"Your problem is Osama isn't dead,"
Dad said to me.
Dad said "Saddam Hussein is bad; you must invade.
Just start to attack Iraq,
If folks start to cuss much,
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Pop said, "Believe me, the world sees you with such
disdain."
It took him a while to open up and to me, he'd explain.
I said, "I appreciate that,
And would you please explain about those nifty ways?"
Pop said, "To Iraq, go in deep, make it a fight.
Don't you believe Saddam's warning.
Think about Big Oil's plight.
That Saddam dissed me," and
I realized Dad wanted war for spite.
There must be... nifty ways to kill an Evil...
Nifty ways to kill an evil.
Just start to attack Iraq,
And if it don't pan, Iran
We'll kill with such joy, boy.
More missiles we'll see.
If folks start to cuss much,
Don't need to discuss much.
No one's gonna see me,
I'll get off scot-free.
Just start to attack Iraq,
And if it don't pan, Ira
We'll kill with such joy, boy.
More missiles we'll see.
If folks start to cuss much,
Don't need to discuss much.
No one's gonna see me,
I'll get off scot-free.
(repeat last two verses and fade)
Copyright © 2002 by Alvin
Dover & W. Tong
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