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SubIraqian Homesick Blues

Thursday, August 24, 2006

SubIraqian Homesick Blues







Mixing up the President



People on the pavement



Wondering where their country went



War of aggression



No plan, wrong place



Based upon a flawed case



Hail Mary full of grace



Look out son



We can't cut and run



God knows when



Until our troops are home again



Better duck from the IED



With armor that they didn't send



The man in the four star hat



Who'd been to war



Asked for 300,000 troops



Rummy said what for?        







W comes flat boot



Posing in a flight suit



Reading "My Pet Goat"



Freedom's on the march but



The phones tapped anyway



W and the N.S.A.



Gonzales says it's okay



Welcome to the U.S.A.



Look out Y'all



They're breaking the law



Soldiers going to jail for



Command chain failures



Private contractors



Men without masters



Order GI's



to torture bad guys



You don't need a law degree



To know where the blame lies







Get back, Oh well



No insurance, go to hell



Big bills, No pills



Hang around the stem cell



Work force, Outsourced



Get sacked, Pay day



No way, Ken Lay



Welcome to your rainy day



Look out kid, you're gonna get hit



By gas price, Melting Ice



Science is a dirty vice



Mandate, Plamegate,



diebold, lies told



Recruiters by the high school



Tell kids war's cool



Don't follow leaders



When leaders are all cheaters







© Paul Hipp 2006

updated 7 years ago