Hello Saddam, my old friend
We want our weapons back again
Because you have had them for far too long
The old commie threat is dead and gone
And your oil that our moguls long to drain
Still remains
We must resort to violence

From the bases that we own
We will bomb Iraqi homes
'Neath the fallout of a mushroom cloud
Iraq civilian crying grows so loud
When the greed of man pushed us into this here fight
Bush ain't so bright
'Cause he is the friend of violence

Whatever Rummy boy may say
Ten thousand kids die anyway
People follow without listening
Taking orders without thinking
People starting wars where life will not be spared
No one cared
About these deaths from violence

"Fools," said I, "I want no war
Just so those oil wells can flow
Hear the words that I say to you
Do not let Bush dictate to you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And could not stop his urge for violence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the plan that Bush had made
And the Left gave to us a warning
Hate of U.S. will be forming
And they all said "Bush can't command because he had gone AWOL
In drinking halls."
He ushered in an age of violence