-> "Missiles"
Original Song Title:
"Miss You"
(MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"Missiles"
Parody Written by:
Nib Oswald
The Lyrics
Hell o'er there.
With danger every night, yeah.
The bad guys live underground for the war.
They're prospecting for victims.
By wrecking all the valleys.
Citizens hide out in alleys in Iraq.
Osama's taunting: "Find me.
You shallow heathen west'ners.
And is this fighting all that you got? Hell!
Just drop a million shells."
(Missiles, missiles) X2
Fair taboo. To cite: 'munch curry'.
Cuz Middle-Eastern references cause fright.
We send in buddies with grenades.
These sixty marchers.
Come creeping up to launch at the bad guys.
With mint precision, they're all doomed.
Moved on from rabbit season.
When we go home we'll be swollen with pride.
(They swell from cyanide.)
Don't waste your mines, claim meat. Are all
Terrorist boys entirely dead?
(From missiles, missiles.)
Restrain no strikes, be free! Ignite
Incendiaries: a fire bed.
(From missiles, missiles.)
*Instrumental*
No haste, missiles can't be recalled.
Steady, strafe noise can make you deaf.
(From missiles, missiles.)
Hooray! We triumphed, freed Iraq.
Pity their people cried and fled.
(From missiles, missiles.)
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