I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixing-To-Die-Rag lyrics

I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixing-To-Die-Rag
Vietnam Song

Gimme an F
Gimme a   U
Gimme a   C
Gimme a   K
What's that spell? (Fuck)
What's that spell? (Fuck)
What's that spell? (Fuck)

Yeah, come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a dime
Next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Ah, 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 has come at last
Gotta go out and get those reds
The only good commie is the one that's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we're blowin' em all to kingdom come

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a dime
Next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven
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 au-go-go
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade
But just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb
They drop it on the Vietcong

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me, I don't give a dime
Next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die

Well, come on mothers throughout the land
Pack your boys off to Vietnam
Come on pops, don't hesitate
Send 'em off before it's too late
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box

And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a dime
Next stop is Vietnam
And it's five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain't no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we're all gonna die