Now listen boys and girls,
It’s an interesting world,
Sometimes you gotta cut your way through the cane

For instance, it’s 2004,
When the casualties of war
Were being washed away by the television rain

They shouted fear through the cannon,
Gave us a new boogie man
And they assured us he was quite insane

So we sent in the soldiers,
The sexy, sexy soldiers
To introduce that boy to a little pain

Hey!
And what are we gonna find on his computer? 
Hey!
And in the Pentagon there’s a jar just waiting for his brain 
Yes!
Which one of you, boys, is going to step up and be the shooter
Of Saddam Hussein?

Now they told us that we got him
About the time we hit the bottom,
I feel good, cause you know I hate the son of the bitch!

I said, if you got chips, then bring them,
Let’s watch the hangman swing him,
Lord, don’t it feel good to finally scratch this little itch?

How many Qur’anic brides are tied up in his palaces?
I don’t know!
How much of his madness can be explained?
Oh no!
How much do you think we could get for his priceless chalices?
Hey!
How much for the skin suit of Saddam Hussein?

Now it’s all just white noise,
We brought home most of our boys
With the exception of the thousands who were slain

And like so many of you
I dream in red, white and blue
And I think Abel had it coming from Cain

But a spectre came and shook me in the middle of the night,
In the middle of the night,
And I hope I never see his face again,
Oh no!
And nothing could ever prepare me for the sight it showed me,
Of Donald Rumsfeld with Saddam Hussein

Now the road is on the side,
There’s no end to this ride,
And there’s a cloven hoofed conductor  on this train

And when George W Bush
Paints a portrait of his feet,
You can see the wheels of freedom turning in his brain
Yeah

There’s a young boy in the Falkland Islands,
Yeah
And there’s another one fighting the bulls in Spain, 
Yeah
From the cliffs of Dover all the way up to the Highlands 
Yeah
I know that one of them is gonna grow up to be the next
Saddam Hussein!

Yay-ay ey