I at the time was a communist
Lived on a collective farm
She was a part-time antichrist
Our sex went off like a bombLiving the life of a terrorist
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 SaddamThey shall drown in their own blood!
Hail Saddam a go-go!
Going to Saddam a go-go
Everybody is thereBusiness of strange bed fellows
Makes you dance around like a bear Ein, Schwein, kick him in the eye
Teamed up with the Asian eye
They were the ones Who could rise with the sunAs they lived in their planes
And they diedHow 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 partyYes they're all here with me
Bloody Saddam
Loves you always, always a kick
Bloody SaddamEven though the smell is making me sick
As we sit on our roofs
And cheer as your scuds fall like rain
Here at the ancient ziggaraunt Saddam is presiding thereRunning 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 mindYou'll make the political world
Songwriters
D. BROCKIE, D. MUSEL, C. ORR, P. LEE, M. DERKS, B. ROBERTS, M. BISHOPPublished by
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