Of all the world's ills, there is none that's more evil,
More gruesome or dread than the terrorist threat,
The President says that they're really awful people,
And when hes not grinning, you can tell he's upset.
Chorus
We'll march off to war, like good little soldiers,
We'll march off to war, for President Bush,
Until we destroy all the Axises of Evil,
For there's freedom to fight for and a lifestyle to push.
George Bush is angered by the death of civilians,
He finds it outrageous like anyone would,
So when he kills thousands and speaks about collateral,
He's not being callous, you've misunderstood.
Now some bombs are dirty and cause mass destruction,
But our bombs are smart and they'll solve all our woes,
Starvation and grief might appear to be a crisis,
But really we're helping, as everyone knows.
To help foster peace we'll use words like Islamist,
To make it appear that they're all so extreme,
Whereas our church is pure and could never be corrupted,
And of world domination, it would not even dream.
So send us your children, we'll fight against terror,
And suchlike emotions that lay people low,
We'll fight them with guns and with lots of bloody slaughter,
But don't ask who's winning or how long to go.
More gruesome or dread than the terrorist threat,
The President says that they're really awful people,
And when hes not grinning, you can tell he's upset.
Chorus
We'll march off to war, like good little soldiers,
We'll march off to war, for President Bush,
Until we destroy all the Axises of Evil,
For there's freedom to fight for and a lifestyle to push.
George Bush is angered by the death of civilians,
He finds it outrageous like anyone would,
So when he kills thousands and speaks about collateral,
He's not being callous, you've misunderstood.
Now some bombs are dirty and cause mass destruction,
But our bombs are smart and they'll solve all our woes,
Starvation and grief might appear to be a crisis,
But really we're helping, as everyone knows.
To help foster peace we'll use words like Islamist,
To make it appear that they're all so extreme,
Whereas our church is pure and could never be corrupted,
And of world domination, it would not even dream.
So send us your children, we'll fight against terror,
And suchlike emotions that lay people low,
We'll fight them with guns and with lots of bloody slaughter,
But don't ask who's winning or how long to go.
Contributed by Riccardo Venturi
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