BUSH:
I am President
Stopping dissidents
Sending fighter planes
Acting like John Wayne

POWELL:
I am Chief of Staff
Bombing begins in an hour and a half
Load up the cruise missiles
Wake up the Marines with loud whistles

(And let 'em)

CHORUS:
Torch all the ditches
And burn through the trenches
And slam 'em in the back of the head with my
Tomahawk

SADDAM:
I am a sad strange man
I live out of a garbage can
I use to live in palaces gold
But now those are days of old

SADDAM'S FIRST SON:
I am son of Dad
First born, just as evil a lad
I liked my women, but I loved my house
But now I share my grave with a mouse

(And we were)

CHORUS2:
Diggin' through the ditches
And trying not to get bombed in the trenches
And not get hit in the back of the head with a
Tomahawk

JACQUE CHIRAC:
I am coward Frenchman
Running from Bush's henchman
All have silenced guns
They're sure to have some fun

(And I)

Hid in the ditches
And hid in the trenches
And almost got whacked by a
Tomahawk

BRIDGE:
Bomb it, baby
Bomb it, baby
(OH DEAR ALLAH!)
Bomb it, baby
Bomb it, baby
(YEEEEHAW!)