RALLY ROUND THE FLAG BOYS--"THE B*S* CHEER"

Figured we could all use a rousing Anthem about now. Flash some of us back to 'better'-(?)-days. Just doesn't seem to change much does it-except it seems more difficult to change it much. Country Joe notified of shameless plagiarism. Dedicated to the memory of, and in celebration of the life of, Chet Helms..Boogie On Brother.

Well, come on all you Repub-lick-ans, Uncle Sam needs your help again,
He's got himself in a terrible jam, Way over yonder in the desert sand,
So put down your mouse, pick up a gun, You're gonna have a whole lotta fun.

And it's one, two, three, What are we fighting for,
Don't ask me I don't give a damn, Next stop is the Promised Land,
And it's five, six, seven, To late to be the next Bill Gates,
There ain't no time to wonder why, YIPPIE, you're all gonna die.

Well, come on neo-cons, let's move fast, Your big chance has come at last,
Gotta go out and get those "ragheads", The only good "ayrab"
is the one who's dead,
And you know The Rapture can only come, When The Crusade is fought and won.
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Well, come on Cheney, don't move slow, This war's just another damn Diebold show,
There's plenty of dirty money to be made, While Haliburton's supplying the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray if they drop their "bombs", They'll land on that damn Congressman.
>CHORUS<
Well, come on mothers, take a stand, Send your boys and girls to the Holy Land,
Come chicken-hawk neo-cons don't hesitate, Sign up for The Glory before it's to late,
Be the first one on your block, To have your bits come home in a box.

Well, it's one, two, three, What are we fighting for,
Don't ask me I don't give a damn, We're off to the Promised Land,
And it's five, six, seven, Let's close off Jerusalem's gates,
Ain't no time to reason why, The whole world's gonna fry.
YIPPIE.

Have a GOOD day y'all. YEEEHAAAH.