Give me an ‘S’ . . .
Give me a ‘C’ . . .
Give me a “A” . . .
Give me a “M’ . . .
What’s that spell? . . . SCAM . . .
What’s that spell? . . . SCAM . . .
What’s that spell? . . . SCAM.

Now come-on all you dumbed down men that son-of-a-Bush needs your help again.
Got us all in a terrorist jam when daddy sent chemicals off to old Saddam.
So don’t roll up your sleeves for any shots in your arm, they don’t tell you that their doing you harm.

And it’s one, two, three what are we fighting for, don’t tell me I don’t give a damn, next stop is old Baghdad.
And it’s five, six, seven open up the pearly gates, well we’ve got no minds to question why, whoopee we’re all gonna die.

Now prepare yourselves generals for the big blast,
India and Pakistan are heating up fast,
Why you should go out and kill Afghans is ‘cause the only good Teliban is one that’s dead.
They say global peace can only be won when they blast all to Kingdom Come.

And it’s one, two, three what are we fighting for, the clueless just don’t give a damn, where the hell is Pakistan?
And it’s five, six, seven open up the pearly gates, well with Prozac minds we don’t care to know why, whoopee we’re all gonna die.

Well come on Wall Street don’t be slow, why man this is war, so go . . . go . . . go . . .
There’s plenty of big fortunes to be made supplying the Chinese with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they start the bombing, they’ll drop em on Osama bin Laden.

And it’s one, two, three what are we fighting for, the clueless just don’t give a damn, wag the dog at old Sadam.
And it’s five, six, seven open up the pearly gates, well we’ve got no minds to question why, whoopee we’re all gonna die.

So come on mothers throughout the land, pack your boys off to old Baghdad.
Come on father, don’t hesitate, send you little girls too before their wedding day,
Be the first ones on the block to have your kids come home in a box.

And it’s one, two, three what are we fighting for, the clueless just don’t give a damn, about the oil through Afghanistan.
And it’s five, six, seven open up the pearly gates, well the Rockefellers say the population’s too high and half of us need to die.

So come-on all you dumbed down men that son-of-a-Bush needs your help again.
Got us all in a terrorist jam ousting daddy’s partner old Saddam.
So don’t roll up your sleeves for any shots in your arm, it’s smarter to stay on the farm.

DON’T YOU KNOW ITS A SCAM!”