War Songs
MarineBoat
Regular
'Twas nineteen hundred and fourty-nine. The sky was dull and black.
Up Iwo Jima hill, Charlie Sheen road his Cadillac.
There was a chick chick here and a chick chick there and four more dead in the back.
Half of them were niggers, and therefore high on crack.
A she-boon here and a she-boon there, they smelled rank and were very fat.
But Charlie had no chicken so they ate him.
Hitler died the following day, life was hard so he gave up.
Thru the window the sun shone upon his body, penis-side up.
"I think it is a gunshot wound" the doctor proceeded to say.
And then he did with Hitler's penis things that to most would be gay.
Necrophilia was all the rage, you see, way back then.
The German doctors did it the best to rotting Austrian men.
The end.
Up Iwo Jima hill, Charlie Sheen road his Cadillac.
There was a chick chick here and a chick chick there and four more dead in the back.
Half of them were niggers, and therefore high on crack.
A she-boon here and a she-boon there, they smelled rank and were very fat.
But Charlie had no chicken so they ate him.
Hitler died the following day, life was hard so he gave up.
Thru the window the sun shone upon his body, penis-side up.
"I think it is a gunshot wound" the doctor proceeded to say.
And then he did with Hitler's penis things that to most would be gay.
Necrophilia was all the rage, you see, way back then.
The German doctors did it the best to rotting Austrian men.
The end.
Comments
This is the end, My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be, So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane, All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best, The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us, The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us