The War of the Wild Goose

 

 

By L. J. Furman

The Powerkeg was silent, no one made a sound.

The Mujahadeen was on the scene, the Crusaders were in town.

 

They all squared off for battle, battle they could only lose,

The war of good and evil, the war of the Wild Goose.

 

And It痴 Butcher of Baghdad or bust

We値l hang freedom if we must

We値l hang freedom on the noose

Of the war of the Wild Goose

 

Man's Law is beneath me and I can do no wrong

If you're not with me you're against me as I sing God's song

 

I must lead my Crusade He tried to kill my dad

A trillion bucks, it ain't so much He tried to kill my dad

 

And It痴 Butcher of Baghdad or bust

We値l hang freedom if we must

We値l hang freedom on the noose

Of the war of the Wild Goose

 

I fooled 'em for a long time With tales of guns and terror

Ignored the threats and placed my bets error after error.

 

I fooled 'em for a long time and some are still confused

Others call to banish from high office for power much abused.

And It痴 Butcher of Baghdad or bust

We値l hang freedom if we must

We値l hang freedom on the noose

Of the war of the Wild Goose

 

Scowling Richard Faint-Heart and Condi Rice the Fool

Lead Squinting George The Yale Man with Ice Cold Rove The Jewel.

 

They must be put to pasture. They must leave the stage.

We値l pay the debt with some regret, and write another page.

 

And It痴 Butcher of Baghdad or bust

We値l hang freedom if we must

We値l hang freedom on the noose

Of the war of the Wild Goose

 

Words and Music Copyright ゥ 2007, L. J. Furman, All Rights Reserved.