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Dropping bombs on people, blowing things up, And killing everybody in sight. It might seem kind of cruel at first until you see the light. American beacon, exceptional truth Exterminate little foreign brown uncouth We’re a club, we’re a culture Chosen nation and a vulture World’s number one malignant ulcer March on, War Party Youth.
Dropping bombs on people, blowing things up, Hut hoot heat whore
We fight for freedom we fight for good
We coax the peace dove with crumbs of bread
Obey us now if you say "No"
Hut hoot heat whore
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Dropping bombs on people, blowing things up, And killing everybody in sight. It might seem inefficient but Keynes has shown the light. Produce more ammo, bombs, and drones The Crony Cap economy will buck and moan We’re creation, we’re destruction War’s conspicuous consumption Making more munitions is our main function March on, War Party Youth.
March on, George Bush Youth.
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