This song is written with apologies to the great <a href="http://www.countryjoe.com/">Country Joe MacDonald</a> and his classic Vietnam-era anti-war anthem "Fixin' to Die Rag"
Iraq (and Iran) Rag
Come on all you fine women and men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
Bush has run us all off the track
Out in a place they call Iraq
So forget that job and pick up a gun
We’re gonna have a whole lot of fun.
And it’s one, two, three what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a heck
Next stop is Iraq.
And it’s five, six, seven open up the pearly gates
Ain’t no time to wonder why.
Whoopee! We’re all bound to die!
All you folks in the National Guard
You won't be defending your own backyard.
We may have floods and earthquakes here
But you'll be dodging bullets in the desert air.
If that's not what you signed up for
We'll send you there a few times more.
Come on generals, dive right in
Your big chance has come again
The VC whupped you back in ’74
But now you can show them A-Rabs what for
And maybe even earn you a medal or three
While sitting at a desk in D.C.
Come on Wall Street, here’s the deal:
Iraqi oil is yours to steal
American blood, Iraqis’ too,
Is being spilled now just for you.
And you can charge us as much as you dare
'Cause Bush and Cheney don’t care!