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Sunday, April 06, 2008
I'd Never Be Drafted, Thank God. Quakers Don't Believe in Fighting. We're Pacifists.
Protest song modified from the original by Kevin Camp.
Well, come on all
of you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again,
He got himself in a terrible jam,
Way down yonder in Afghanistan,
Put down your books
and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have
a whole lotta fun
And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me
I don't give a damn,
The next stop could be Iran
And its 5, 6, 7 open up the pearly gates,
Well, there ain't no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE, we're all gonna die
Well, come on
Generals, let's move fast,
Your big chance is come at last,
Now you can go out and get those reds,
'Coz the only good Muslim is one that's dead,
And you know that peace can only be won,
When you blow them all to kingdom come
And its 1 ,2 ,3 what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me I don't give a damn,
The next stop is the Taliban,
And its 5, 6 ,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we're all gonna die
Well come on
Wall Street don't be slow,
Why man this is war'll go go go,
There's plenty good money to be made,
By supplying the army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb
They they don't drop it on an innocent pawn
And its 1, 2, 3 what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me I don't give a damn,
The next stop could be Iran,
And its 5, 6, 7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we're all gonna die
Well come on mothers across the land,
Pack your boys off to Kurdistan,
Come on fathers don't hesitate,
Send your sons off before its too late,
Be the first one on your block,
To have your boy come home in a box!
And its 1, 2, 3 what are we fighting for?
Don't ask me I don't give a damn,
The next stop could be Iran,
And its 5, 6, 7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we're all gonna die
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