Now listen boys and girls, It’s an interesting world, Sometimes you gotta cut your way through the cane
For instance, it’s 2004, When the casualties of war Were being washed away by the television rain
They shouted fear through the cannon, Gave us a new boogie man And they assured us he was quite insane
So we sent in the soldiers, The sexy, sexy soldiers To introduce that boy to a little pain
Hey! And what are we gonna find on his computer? Hey! And in the Pentagon there’s a jar just waiting for his brain Yes! Which one of you, boys, is going to step up and be the shooter Of Saddam Hussein?
Now they told us that we got him About the time we hit the bottom, I feel good, cause you know I hate the son of the bitch!
I said, if you got chips, then bring them, Let’s watch the hangman swing him, Lord, don’t it feel good to finally scratch this little itch?
How many Qur’anic brides are tied up in his palaces? I don’t know! How much of his madness can be explained? Oh no! How much do you think we could get for his priceless chalices? Hey! How much for the skin suit of Saddam Hussein?
Now it’s all just white noise, We brought home most of our boys With the exception of the thousands who were slain
And like so many of you I dream in red, white and blue And I think Abel had it coming from Cain
But a spectre came and shook me in the middle of the night, In the middle of the night, And I hope I never see his face again, Oh no! And nothing could ever prepare me for the sight it showed me, Of Donald Rumsfeld with Saddam Hussein
Now the road is on the side, There’s no end to this ride, And there’s a cloven hoofed conductor on this train
And when George W Bush Paints a portrait of his feet, You can see the wheels of freedom turning in his brain Yeah
There’s a young boy in the Falkland Islands, Yeah And there’s another one fighting the bulls in Spain, Yeah From the cliffs of Dover all the way up to the Highlands Yeah I know that one of them is gonna grow up to be the next Saddam Hussein!