Don’t You Know I’m A God: (My One Fingered Salute To Saddam)


My Salute To Saddam

 

In Baghdad town where everyone was my clown

Me on their strings a pulling

Twas with myself in love I fell

Tizz to my name Saddam they are a bowing.

 

I’ve been God here for twenty odd years

Though two Bush’s tried to scare me

Nine palaces are where I call my home

They can kiss my behind for trying.

 

When I look to the east, and I look to the west

I can see no eagle a coming

My Republican Guard is the best there could be

The God of Iraq they are a guarding.

 

Georgie o Georgie come take your best swing

Then on your face you’ll be a falling

Georgie you know that all my people love me

You come here, face down in the dust you’ll be dying.

 

What’s this, those birds that we could not see

With all those bombs a falling

Don’t you know that I am the God of Iraq

But, now into a wormhole I’m crawling.

 

It was here that I hid for a couple of months

My beard growing gray and balding

Georgie o Georgie it’s your name I despise

From a God to a man on trial I’ve fallen

With Quran in hand in a few seconds a swinging

I wonder, does a man really hear his own neck breaking?

 

 

 

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