I've been thinking Uncle Sam
It’s time we went to war
It’s been so long since Viet Nam
Tell me what you’re waiting for
If you don’t hurry – sure enough
All thes kids ’l be grown up
Be too old to die for you
So get ’em if your going too
Ain’t been much excitement on
Evening news and way too long
Let’s break out our submarines
Blow som place to smithereens
Russians and the Cubans too
Havve been making fun of you
They call you a chicken shit
I’m just sick and tired of it
But I’m too old – so I can’t go
Don’t want you to worry though
Patriotic as can bee
Sing ”My Country ’tis of Thee”
If you dont'know who to get first
You cant’t figure who 's the worst
Why not blow them both away
They’ll be careful what they say
Won’t nobody call you names
They know you’ll blow out their brains
Show the world how big your gun
Show ’em how the West was won
Happy birthday fine young man
Take your letter in your hand
Go downtown and sign our name
It’s time to play the freedom game
Kiss our maom and girlfriend too
It’ll be the last they see of you
I’ll have to kiss your ass goodbye
To keep Ol’ Glory waving high
I’ve been thinking Uncle Sam
It’s time we went to war
It’s been so long since Viet Nam
Tell me what you’re waiting for
It’s time we went to war
It’s been so long since Viet Nam
Tell me what you’re waiting for
If you don’t hurry – sure enough
All thes kids ’l be grown up
Be too old to die for you
So get ’em if your going too
Ain’t been much excitement on
Evening news and way too long
Let’s break out our submarines
Blow som place to smithereens
Russians and the Cubans too
Havve been making fun of you
They call you a chicken shit
I’m just sick and tired of it
But I’m too old – so I can’t go
Don’t want you to worry though
Patriotic as can bee
Sing ”My Country ’tis of Thee”
If you dont'know who to get first
You cant’t figure who 's the worst
Why not blow them both away
They’ll be careful what they say
Won’t nobody call you names
They know you’ll blow out their brains
Show the world how big your gun
Show ’em how the West was won
Happy birthday fine young man
Take your letter in your hand
Go downtown and sign our name
It’s time to play the freedom game
Kiss our maom and girlfriend too
It’ll be the last they see of you
I’ll have to kiss your ass goodbye
To keep Ol’ Glory waving high
I’ve been thinking Uncle Sam
It’s time we went to war
It’s been so long since Viet Nam
Tell me what you’re waiting for
inviata da Piersante Sestini - 15/8/2016 - 15:37
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World War III: Terza guerra mondiale.
Un testo sarcastico sulla necessità delle guerre per chi detiene il potere: Zio Sam, se non ti sbrighi, rischia di esserci una generazione che invecchia senza poter avere un'opportunità di morire per la patria!