This was one of the better anti-war songs of the Vietnam War
era. I have updated it by changing its lyrics for our modern war.
By Country Joe McDonald—updated by-សតិវ អតុ
Well, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
Yeah, got himself blathered in hysteria
Way down yonder in Syria
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
Gonna have a whole lotta fun.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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.
Yeah, come on Wall Street, money slave
Why man, this war is a rave
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of its trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on Bashar Assad.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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.
Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of its trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on Bashar Assad.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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.
Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Now you can shootem till their blood runs red
'Cause the only good Arab is the one that's dead
'Cause the only good Arab is the one that's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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.
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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 mothers throughout the land,
send your boys off to kill Assad,
Come on fathers, and don't hesitate
To send your sons off before it's too late,
You can be the first ones in your block
To have your boy come home in a box
send your boys off to kill Assad,
Come on fathers, and don't hesitate
To send your sons off before it's too late,
You can be the first ones in your block
To have your boy come home in a box
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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.
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don’t give a damn
we’re trying to wipe out Assad;
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.
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