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magentaI'm seeing the request to post an anti-war song in your journal. I heard this for the first time at a live performance in the East Village in '67 or '68.
Come on all of you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
Chorus:
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one that's dead
You know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.
[Chorus]
Come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
Supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.
[Chorus]
Come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send your sons off before it's too late.
You can be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.
Come on all of you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
Chorus:
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
Come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one that's dead
You know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.
[Chorus]
Come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
Supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.
[Chorus]
Come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send your sons off before it's too late.
You can be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.
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Date: 2006-03-25 07:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-25 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-25 08:46 pm (UTC)we all know why I married this one, oh yeah.
thank you for the meme!
*hat faints*
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Date: 2006-03-25 09:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-28 02:37 am (UTC)And got turned on to John Prine by the same guy ...
She was a level headed dancer
On the road to alcohol
And I was just a soldier
On my way to Montreal
Well she pressed her chest against me
About the time the juke box broke
She gave me a peck on the back of my neck
And these are the words she spoke
Blow up your TV
Throw away the paper
Move to the country
Build yourself a home
Plan a little garden
Eat a lot of peaches
Try to find jesus
On your own.
The "Flag Decal" song was more directly anti-war.