Sing Along

The words of this song came from a musician residing in Nimbin named "Daddy Cool". I'm unsure if the words were composed by him. In any case they scan and rhyme beautifully; unlike much poetry created by sensitive souls which has only its worthy sentiments to commend it. The content may not be as topical as it was when created but it's still amusing.

Sing Along
To the tune of “If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands”


If you cannot find Osama,
Bomb Iraq!
If the markets are a drama,
Bomb Iraq!

If the terrorists are frisky,
Pakistan is looking shifty,
North Korea is too risky,
Bomb Iraq!

If we have no allies with us,
Bomb Iraq!
Life’s awfully boring with no warring
Bomb Iraq!

So to hell with the inspections,
Let’s look tough for the elections,
Close your mind and take directions,
Bomb Iraq!

It’s “pre-emptive non-aggression”
Bomb Iraq!
Let’s prevent this mass destruction,
Bomb Iraq!

They’ve got weapons we can’t see,
And that’s good enough for me
And it’s all the proof I need to
Bomb Iraq!

If you never were elected,
Bomb Iraq!
If your mood is quite dejected,
Bomb Iraq!


If you think that Saddam’s gone mad
with the weapons that he had,
(and he tried to kill your dad)
Bomb Iraq!

If your corporate fraud is growing,
Bomb Iraq!
If the economy is slowing,
Bomb Iraq!

If your politics are sleazy,
And hiding it aint easy,
And you manhood’s getting queasy,
Bomb Iraq!

Fall in line and follow orders,
Bomb Iraq!
For our might knows not our borders,
Bomb Iraq!

Disagree? We’ll call it treason,
Let’s make war, not love, this season,
Even if we have no reason,
Bomb Iraq!