I'm celebrating one of the heroes of my youth in this homage to his song. Wish I knew how to embed it. Anyway If you want to sing this along with Country Joe McDonald - please be my guest.
I'm aware that there is double up trouble up to keep the synch with Joe but whatever garbled mess you bray out there, hit the beat. It can be done. I admit the first 10 times I sang it sounded like I was singing with a mouthful of cole slaw.
get ready - get set - GOOOO!
Give me a B: BEEEEEE!
Give me a U: YOUUUU!
Give me an S: ESSSSSS!
Give me an H: AITCHH!
What’s that spell? BOOOOO
What’s that spell? BOOOOO
What’s that spell? BOOOOO
What’s that spell? BOOOOO
What’s that spell? BOOOOOOOOOOSH
Now Listen up fellas - got something to say
All your troubles are goin’ way
Your gonna have fun and you’re gonna get tan
Bust a nut, Step up, let’s play in the sand
Don’t you worry- just go on attack
You can call me when you get back
And its do-re-mi can’t you see we gone too far
I don’t care just draw up the plan
Today we rock tomorrow Iran
And its sol-la-ti everybody gets the dough
And there’s trouble up bubble up to a boil
Whoopee - we’re dying for oil
Raise the flag, praise God, and cut the tax
Fox news: our views are free from facts
Neocon pro-war it doesn’t matter
Watch your step, think right or you fall off the ladder
Don’t say nothing that you might regret
Or the applecart might get upset
And its do-re-mi can’t you see we gone too far
I don’t care just draw up the plan
Today we rock tomorrow Iran
And its sol-la-ti everybody gets the dough
And there’s trouble up bubble up to a boil
Whoopee - we’re dying for oil
act fast – Congress - no time to think
The kool-aid’s ready - go take a big drink
Porky pig wants a turn at the trough
"I’m happy to die", he says with a cough
"But since I can’t" , as he clears his throat
"If I might ask for your vote".
And its do-re-mi can’t you see we gone too far
I don’t care just draw up the plan
Today we rock tomorrow Iran
And its sol-la-ti everybody gets the dough
And there’s trouble up bubble up to a boil
Whoopee - we’re dying for oil
If you won’t help, get out of the way
Not tomorrow I mean today
Good German bad war – this has to end
Before we've nothing left to defend
How many people have to die
For a fatcat’s piece of the pie
And its do-re-mi can’t you see we gone too far
I don’t care just draw up the plan
Today we rock tomorrow Iran
And its sol-la-ti everybody gets the dough
And there’s trouble up bubble up to a boil
Whoopee - we’re dying for oil
With apologies to Country Joe and the Fish
your fan, Dave the Wave