Drive the War

Asked the colonel what he wanted to see.
He said, "Kid, just between you and me:
I'm starting to see through this smokescreen,
And I don't like the view--know what I mean?"

"Maybe we can drive out Sadr--
Help to quell the zealots' ardor.
Maybe we can drive out Sadr,
Then perhaps they'll love us.

I told the colonel that my shots were real good.
He said, "Listen, kid, it's understood:
Working for these nuts is all very fine,
But I don't want to hit a damn land mine.

"Maybe we can drive out Sadr--
Help to quell the zealots' ardor.
Maybe we can drive out Sadr,
Then perhaps they'll love us.

I told the colonel we should start right away.
He said, "Listen, kid, I got something to say:
"That asshole Sadr is merely a fart.
The war's drivers put horse behind the cart."

"Maybe we can drive out Sadr--
Help to quell the zealots' ardor.
Maybe we can drive out Sadr,
Then perhaps they'll love us.

Bam-bam-bam-bam-bam. Arghhh!