Saddam Hussein
Now listen boys and girls
It's an interesting world
Sometimes you gotta cut your way through the cane
For instance 2004
When the casualties of war
Were being washed away by the television rain
They shouted fear through a can
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
And in the Pentagon I hear 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 'em
Around the time we hit the bottom
I felt good, 'cause you know hated 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 Kuwati brides are chained up in his palaces
I don't know
And 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 that 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 voters on side
There's no end to this ride
And there's a cloven hoofed doctor on this drain
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 gonna grow up to be the next Saddam Hussein
Yeah... yeah... yeah...
Hey... yey... yey...
It's an interesting world
Sometimes you gotta cut your way through the cane
For instance 2004
When the casualties of war
Were being washed away by the television rain
They shouted fear through a can
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
And in the Pentagon I hear 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 'em
Around the time we hit the bottom
I felt good, 'cause you know hated 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 Kuwati brides are chained up in his palaces
I don't know
And 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 that 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 voters on side
There's no end to this ride
And there's a cloven hoofed doctor on this drain
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 gonna grow up to be the next Saddam Hussein
Yeah... yeah... yeah...
Hey... yey... yey...
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