Feels Like I'm Fixin to Die Again

Well come on all of you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again,
He got himself in a terrible jam,
Way down in Afghanistan,
Put down your books and pick up a gun,
We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop’s Afghanistan,
And its 5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die

Well come on wall street don’t be slow,
Why man this is war go go go,
There’s plenty good money to be made,
By supplying the army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they blow a bomb
They wait till we have sung this song.

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop’s Afghanistan,
And its 5,6,7 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 is come at last,
Gotta go kill those terrorists,
And scratch every last Muslim off your lists.
And you know that peace can only be won,
When you blow them all to kingdom come

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop’s Afghanistan,
And its 5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die

Well come on mothers across the land,
Send your boys to Afghanistan,
Come on fathers don’t hesitate,
Send your sons off before its too late,
Be the first one on your block,
To have your girl come home in a box

And its 1,2,3 what are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me I don’t give a damn,
The next stop’s Afghanistan,
And its 5,6,7 open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
WHOOPEE we’re all gonna die