By Attila the Stockbroker
Hooray Hooray for the USA
Your soldiers took Saddam away
So we're all going out on the streets to play
And celebrate our liberation day
The hospitals overflow with dead
The market's bombed and we have no bread
But you said this was the only way....
And I think my family are all OK
I think my family are all OK
I saw an old friend the very next day
Armed to the teeth and up for the fray
He said "I'll make those Yankees pay!"
- A B52 blew his wife away
I put my hand upon his head
I held him close and softly said
"I know it's an awful price to pay"
Then sadly I went on my way
Sadly I went on my way
CHORUS
This is Baghdad's scar
This is Baghdad ska
This is Baghdad's scar
This is Baghdad ska.......
Walked up to a Yankee yesterday
I asked how long they were going to stay
And how he'd reply to the folks who say
Our land was stolen by the USA
Then a shot rang out from across the street
His head blew up and he turned to meat
And all I could do was cringe and pray
As boots and fists took me away
Boots and fists took me away
CHORUS
They're gonna take me to Guantanamo Bay
As an enemy of the USA
They don't believe a word I say
They sneer that I'm in for a very long stay
I cry my own, my country's tears
How many dead, how many years?
And through my agony I say:
there could have been another way
there could have been another way
there could have been another way
there should have been another way
