You must love war. What's there to fear? You thought that they'd want what you want What a bum steer, You neocon clowns So where are you clowns? Are you still here? Isn't it sad? When there's a war, The people who fight and get killed aren't the ones who want more. More neocon clowns? And where are those clowns? They're planning next year. Send them the bill. What did it cost In terms of good will and the lives that both sides have lost? Because of those clowns, Those neocon clowns, With nothing to fear.
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