anti-war song
Music and Lyrics by Linda Finkle
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fiogf49gjkf0d GEORGIE PORGIE © 2004 Music & Lyrics by Linda Finkle
…will present information and intelligence about Iraqi’s legal-Iraq’s illegal weapons program, its attempt to hide those weapons from inspectors, and its links to terrorist groups.
Georgie Porgie puddin’ an’ pie picked some boys and made them die…
Georgie Porgie puddin’ an’ pie
In his playpen in the white house of lies
Sat around with all of his friends
Told them all on him to depend
Oil if what all of us need
The American habit we’ll feed
There’s a place that we’re gonna attack
For their oil and for daddy- Iraq
Georgie Porgie made up a war
Told some lies about what it was for
Now your baby is out in Iraq
Do you know if they’re coming back?
Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
A stray bullet just flew by my side
Gotta find somewhere to hide
Oh mama do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
Tell them I’ll be home in awhile
If I don’t die today…
In a small town something like here
Something’s growing, something called fear
Who’s our foe, who really knows
Just be careful where your vote goes
This November will be the true test
Can this country get out of this mess
Will rich liars continue to rule
Come on people, let’s stop being fooled
Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
Every day one of us dies
Do you still believe George’s lies
Oh mama, do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
I hope that I’ll be home in awhile
But I could die today…
Yes I could die today…
I’m gonna die today…
…your enemy is not surrounding your country-your enemy is ruling your country. And the day he and his regime are removed from power will be the day of your liberation.
GEORGIE PORGIE © 2004 Music & Lyrics by Linda Finkle
…will present information and intelligence about Iraqi’s legal-Iraq’s illegal weapons program, its attempt to hide those weapons from inspectors, and its links to terrorist groups.
Georgie Porgie puddin’ an’ pie picked some boys and made them die…
Georgie Porgie puddin’ an’ pie
In his playpen in the white house of lies
Sat around with all of his friends
Told them all on him to depend
Oil if what all of us need
The American habit we’ll feed
There’s a place that we’re gonna attack
For their oil and for daddy- Iraq
Georgie Porgie made up a war
Told some lies about what it was for
Now your baby is out in Iraq
Do you know if they’re coming back?
Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
A stray bullet just flew by my side
Gotta find somewhere to hide
Oh mama do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
Tell them I’ll be home in awhile
If I don’t die today…
In a small town something like here
Something’s growing, something called fear
Who’s our foe, who really knows
Just be careful where your vote goes
This November will be the true test
Can this country get out of this mess
Will rich liars continue to rule
Come on people, let’s stop being fooled
Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
Every day one of us dies
Do you still believe George’s lies
Oh mama, do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
I hope that I’ll be home in awhile
But I could die today…
Yes I could die today…
I’m gonna die today…
…your enemy is not surrounding your country-your enemy is ruling your country. And the day he and his regime are removed from power will be the day of your liberation.
GEORGIE PORGIE © 2004 Music & Lyrics by Linda Finkle
…will present information and intelligence about Iraqi’s legal-Iraq’s illegal weapons program, its attempt to hide those weapons from inspectors, and its links to terrorist groups.
Georgie Porgie puddin’ an’ pie picked some boys and made them die…
Georgie Porgie puddin’ an’ pie
In his playpen in the white house of lies
Sat around with all of his friends
Told them all on him to depend
Oil if what all of us need
The American habit we’ll feed
There’s a place that we’re gonna attack
For their oil and for daddy- Iraq
Georgie Porgie made up a war
Told some lies about what it was for
Now your baby is out in Iraq
Do you know if they’re coming back?
Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
A stray bullet just flew by my side
Gotta find somewhere to hide
Oh mama do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
Tell them I’ll be home in awhile
If I don’t die today…
In a small town something like here
Something’s growing, something called fear
Who’s our foe, who really knows
Just be careful where your vote goes
This November will be the true test
Can this country get out of this mess
Will rich liars continue to rule
Come on people, let’s stop being fooled
Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
Every day one of us dies
Do you still believe George’s lies
Oh mama, do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
I hope that I’ll be home in awhile
But I could die today…
Yes I could die today…
I’m gonna die today…
…your enemy is not surrounding your country-your enemy is ruling your country. And the day he and his regime are removed from power will be the day of your liberation.
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