We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to kill in 'Nam
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
It made us feel right good inside
When the strongmen left and the women cried
But what we really did like was when the children cried
Napalm sticks to kids
CIA with guns for hire
Montagnards around a fire
Napalm makes that fire higher
Napalm sticks to kids
Children sucking on a mother's tit
Gooks down in a 50. pit
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit
Napalm sticks to kids
Attack some kids when you go downtown
By throwing some candy on the ground
Then grease them when they gather round
Napalm sticks to kids
A squad of Congs in the grass
But all the fighting long since past
Crispy critters in a mass
Napalm sticks to kids
LOH's ought to have a blast
Drop some Peon kids en masse
Send the remains to the chief of staff
Napalm sticks to kids
Oxcarts rolling down the road
Peasants with a heavy load
They're all VC when the bombs explode
Napalm sticks to kids
Shooting women's lots of fun
Try killing one that's pregnant, son
You'll get two for the price of one
Napalm sticks to kids
Flying low and feeling mean
See that family by the stream
Drop some napalm 'n' hear them scream
Napalm sticks to kids
See that gook on his knees
Lost some flechette in the breeze
Find his arms nailed to the trees
Napalm sticks to kids
NVA are all hardcore
Flechettes nail them to the jungle floor
Throw them psyops out the door
Napalm sticks to kids
18 kids in a no-fire zone
Books under arms and going home
Last in line goes home alone
Napalm sticks to kids
Chuck's in a sampan sitting in the stern
But he don't think his boat'll burn
Them fucking gooks will never learn
Napalm sticks to kids
See some kids jump and shout
Drop some napalm without a doubt
Watch them try and put it out
Napalm sticks to kids
I've been around, some things I've seen
But the people who are mighty mean
The gooks you kill, they make you clean
Napalm sticks to kids
I've only seen it twice
But both times, it was mighty nice
Shooting peasants planting rice
Napalm sticks to kids
Napalm, son, is lots of fun
Dropped from a bomb or shot from a gun
It gets the gooks when they're on the run
Napalm sticks to kids
Some people say its not so neat
To watch gooks burning in the street
But burning flesh smells mighty neat
Napalm sticks to kids
Gooks in the open, making hay
I can almost hear those gunships say
"They'll be no Chieu Hois today"
Napalm sticks to kids
Shoot some civilians where they sit
Take some pictures as you split
All your life, you'll remember it
Napalm sticks to kids
They'se in good shape for the shape they'se in
But they'se no way that they can win
With Napalm rolling down their skin
Napalm sticks to kids
We do our best to kill in 'Nam
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
It made us feel right good inside
When the strongmen left and the women cried
But what we really did like was when the children cried
Napalm sticks to kids
CIA with guns for hire
Montagnards around a fire
Napalm makes that fire higher
Napalm sticks to kids
Children sucking on a mother's tit
Gooks down in a 50. pit
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit
Napalm sticks to kids
Attack some kids when you go downtown
By throwing some candy on the ground
Then grease them when they gather round
Napalm sticks to kids
A squad of Congs in the grass
But all the fighting long since past
Crispy critters in a mass
Napalm sticks to kids
LOH's ought to have a blast
Drop some Peon kids en masse
Send the remains to the chief of staff
Napalm sticks to kids
Oxcarts rolling down the road
Peasants with a heavy load
They're all VC when the bombs explode
Napalm sticks to kids
Shooting women's lots of fun
Try killing one that's pregnant, son
You'll get two for the price of one
Napalm sticks to kids
Flying low and feeling mean
See that family by the stream
Drop some napalm 'n' hear them scream
Napalm sticks to kids
See that gook on his knees
Lost some flechette in the breeze
Find his arms nailed to the trees
Napalm sticks to kids
NVA are all hardcore
Flechettes nail them to the jungle floor
Throw them psyops out the door
Napalm sticks to kids
18 kids in a no-fire zone
Books under arms and going home
Last in line goes home alone
Napalm sticks to kids
Chuck's in a sampan sitting in the stern
But he don't think his boat'll burn
Them fucking gooks will never learn
Napalm sticks to kids
See some kids jump and shout
Drop some napalm without a doubt
Watch them try and put it out
Napalm sticks to kids
I've been around, some things I've seen
But the people who are mighty mean
The gooks you kill, they make you clean
Napalm sticks to kids
I've only seen it twice
But both times, it was mighty nice
Shooting peasants planting rice
Napalm sticks to kids
Napalm, son, is lots of fun
Dropped from a bomb or shot from a gun
It gets the gooks when they're on the run
Napalm sticks to kids
Some people say its not so neat
To watch gooks burning in the street
But burning flesh smells mighty neat
Napalm sticks to kids
Gooks in the open, making hay
I can almost hear those gunships say
"They'll be no Chieu Hois today"
Napalm sticks to kids
Shoot some civilians where they sit
Take some pictures as you split
All your life, you'll remember it
Napalm sticks to kids
They'se in good shape for the shape they'se in
But they'se no way that they can win
With Napalm rolling down their skin
Napalm sticks to kids
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