Union Songs

I Feel Like I'm Fixing To Die... Again

A Song by Smokey Dymny©Smokey Dymny 2001

Come on all you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again
He's got himself in another jam,
Way down yonder in Afghanistan
He wants to find a terrorist cell,
So he's gonna bomb the country to hell

And it's 1, 2, 3, what're we fighting for?
Whoopee let's get that man, Osama Bin Laden
Whoopee let's get those men, in the US government
And it's 5, 6, 7, open up the Pearly Gates
There ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee, we're all gonna die!

Come on, generals, don't be slow,
It's the New World Order, don't you know
We've got to show them that we're right,
And brains don't matter when it comes to might
Let's bomb then into the New Stone Age,
So we can get rid of our rage!

Come on NATO we'll drag you along,
If we go it alone we might look wrong.
We're the biggest bully on the whole damn block
And we want our friends to walk our walk.
Who cares if we start a nuclear war,
That's what enemies are for!

Come on mothers, don't think twice,
Be a patriot - or you're not nice!
Those Commie faggots are at our door.
Whoops, that was another war.
Whoever they are, they're not white,
And that's what makes us right.

Those Muslim crazies are at our door.
Onward Christians, off to war!
We want to control the whole Mideast,
So we can buy our oil in peace.
If you don't agree, then sell your car,
It's the reason for the war.

Now Canada's fightin' in Afghanistan,
We might be there till we're old men.
Those Yankee boys are sick of war,
They're deserting like they did before *
If we want to help, end this mess, Just tell the Resisters "Yes!"


Many thanks to Smokey Dymny for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

Smokey Dymny writes
"Last verse Mar 05, *8,000 U.S. deserters, by then.

When president Bush started rattling his oil-soaked sabre, I began writing anti-war songs again. The first one was finished Sept 24, 2001 and was sent off by postal mail to Sing Out! magazine in the States but wasn't published till the spring edition because I didn't send it by e-mail. (I'm a slow learner, I guess.) I did not record it because the melody I borrowed to write a song quickly was Country Joe's "I Feel Like I'm Fixing To Die."

This song has some nasty lines in it. I don't want you to think I make this stuff up, so here's what the Reverend Jerry Falwell, said on TV on the The 700 Club on Sept. 13, 2001:
"The abortionists have got to bear some burden for this because God will not be mocked. And when we destroy forty million little innocent babies, we make God mad. I really believe that the pagans, the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle.... the ACLU.... all of them who have tried to secularize America, I point the finger in their face and say: 'You helped this to happen.'"

This is the same song as the one Country Joe wrote in 1965. Only the names of the culprits have been changed.
Printed in Sing Out! magazine, Spring 2002
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