Lletres: Gwar. This Toilet Earth. Saddam A Go-Go.

I at the time was a communist
Lived on a collective farm
She was a part-time anarchist
Our sex went off like a bomb

Living the life of a terrorist
Looking for the man Saddam
Who gave me a gun as Iran to the sun
If you die like a dog then you are then you are Saddam

They shall drown in their own blood
Hail Saddam a go-go, going to Saddam a go-go
Everybody is there, business of strange bed fellows

Makes you dance around like a bear Ein
Schwein, kick him in the eye
Teamed up with the Asian eye
They were the ones who could rise with the sun

As they lived in their planes and they died
[Unverified]
How they died, hail
The running paper tiger chases its own tail

Hail Saddam a go-go
He was someone who was there for people like me
Hi there Saddam, loved the party
Yes, they're all here with me

Bloody Saddam, loves you always, always a kick
Bloody Saddam, even though the smell is making me sick
As we sit on our roofs
And cheer as your scuds fall like rain

Here at the ancient ziggaraunt
Saddam is presiding there
Running around with a saxophone
Where is the president, where?

Here it comes, the black tornado
Let's have a cheer for Sarajevo
If you survive what falls out of his mind
You'll make the political world