He is a rich punk, tryin' to conquer this earth.
He was no genius, since the day of his birth. Ran away from the Air Force on a fling; went AWOL. His oil buddies scream: Come on, Iraq Armageddon! He was a stupid czar; he had no insight.
Iraq Armageddon!
Iraq Armageddon!
With a bottle of wine in one hand,
His mind's under Oil control; he's having fun.
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Iraq Armageddon!
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon,
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon!
Oil, oil, oil, Armageddon!
Iraq Armageddon!
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon,
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon!
Oil, oil, oil, Armageddon!
Iraq Armageddon!
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon,
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon!
Oil, oil, oil, Armageddon!
Iraq Armageddon!
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon,
Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon!
Oil, oil, oil, Armageddon!