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Ayatollah Myself I Can

Can you hear the drum corps

Marching toward a war

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It’s time to even the score

Oh, see the strutting drum major




A golf club as his baton

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As a skeptical world looks on

Who is this smirking little man

Who lurks in the big white house

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He’s got the courage of a mouse

Once before — the Vietnam War

He had an ow-ee on his toe

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Ouch-ee, ouch-ee, it hurt too much to go

Though now he’ll send your children

Into his war against Iran

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I ran … I ran … I ran

I ran. I ran from Vietnam

I ran for the closest door

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I’m really a coward to the core

But I’ll proudly send your children

To fight in my little war

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Glory to me evermore

Me, me, me … me, me, me

Iran, Iran, Iran

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And I did it without a plan

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Ayatollah myself I can

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America’s king I am

Greg Lewis

Woody Creek