From a "right Christian" at
The Village Gate. Here's an update of Country Joe McDonald's great anti-war song, "I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-To-Die Rag:"
Well, come on all of you, big strong men,
George W. Bush needs your help again.
He's gone and got things all out of whack
Way over there in old I-raq
So leave your families and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't know jack,
I'm headed off to I-raq;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Cash in my pocket and money for school,
Just a weekend a month, it sounded so cool.
But the President said that evil Saddam
Would blow us all up with his atom Bomb.
He had gas and germs and missiles galore.
Some said he'd even voted for Gore.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't know jack,
I'm headed off to I-raq.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
It's a noble thing, servin' in the Guard;
Dubya himself was "hon'rably" discharged.
But I don't think he ever had a chance like me
To ride in a humvee dodging RPGsIn Fallujah and Najaf and Nasiryah.
Next stop? Iran or North Korea?
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't know jack,
I'm headed off to I-raq;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Hey little brother, little sister too,
Let me tell you what not to do.
Long as Cheney is runnin' the show
When the Guard comes callin', you just say no.
Cause the Shia and the Sunni, they all agree,
George Bush ain't here to set `em free.
And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't know jack,
I'm headed off to I-raq.
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.