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GWAR

Saddam A Go-Go

 

Saddam A Go-Go

(album: This Toilet Earth - 1994)


I, at the time, was a communist
Lived on a collective farm
She was a part-time Antichrist
Our sex went off like a bomb

Living the life of a terrorist
Just looking for the man Saddam
Who gave me a gun as Iran to the sun
If you die like a dog
Then you are, then you are

Then you are, then you are
Then you are, then you are
Then you are, then you are
Then you are, then you are

Saddam
They shall drown in their own blood
Hail Saddam a go-go!

Going to Saddam a go-go
Everybody is there
Business of strange bed fellows
It makes you dance around like a bear

Ein, Schwein, kick him in the thigh
Teamed with the Asian eye
They were the ones
Who could rise with the sun
As they lived in their planes
And they died and they died

And they died and they died
And they died and they died
And they died and they died
And they died
How they died

Hail!
The running paper tiger chases its own tail
Hail Saddam a go-go!

He was someone who was there for people like me
Hi there Saddam, loved the party
Yes they're all here with me

Bloody Saddam loves you always
Always a kick
Bloody Saddam
Even though the smell is making me sick

As we sit on our roofs and cheer
As your scuds fall like rain

Hail Saddam a go-go!

Here at the ancient ziggurat
Saddam is presiding there
Running around with a saxophone
Where is the president, where

Here it comes, the black tornado
Let's have a cheer for Sarajevo
If you survive what falls out of his mind
You'll make the political world, world, world, world

done

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