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War
May your dad rest well down in hell tonight
I never liked him much, but he gave me a bite of his hot dog
When we went golfing
In san clemente
With richard nixon
But I was bored
So I prayed to the lord
Ha, give me a war
'cause I'm so bored
And I want more
In a real fucking war
Well I'm bored with iran and I'm bored with iraq
Egypt and israel and yassir arafat
The falklands was cool but it was too damn short
I want a real war 'cause I built a bitchin' fort
May your sister rest well in her bed tonight
I never liked her much, but she made me feel good last christmas
In your mom's station wagon
Behind 7-11
She was just fourteen
But I was bored
So I prayed to the lord
Ha, give me a war
'cause I'm so bored
And I want more
In a real fucking war
Well I'm bored with the contras and colonel quadhafi
The ayatollah's dead, but he made really great coffee
With my rifle in my arms I feel really swell
I wanna join the army and kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
May your uncle rest well in his cell tonight
I never liked him much but he took me down to tijuana
We drank tequila
And watched your mom dance
At the bambi club
But I was bored
So I prayed to the lord
Ha, give me a war
'cause I'm so bored
And I want more
In a real fucking war
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