Not in my name
¶ 1
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War! Good God
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing!
¶ 2
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War!
What is it good …
gooo on my son, score!
Rats, missed again
¶ 3
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War! Gott in himmel
What is it good … tor!
Unbedingt nichts!
¶ 4
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Coup! Mon dieu
What is it good … bût!
Absolument rien!
¶ 5
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And so, ’twas the night before …
On the eve of war
Full of intrigue …
We watch Champions League
Surreally, with war looming
We listen to the booming
Of Stadium announcers
Who deify the pouncers
Strikers, who poach
While the camouflaged, encroach
And we celebrate dubious goals
As advanced forces, punch holes
In Iraqi defences
And Bush dispenses
His own personal fatwa
Blair, blindly, falls for the patois
And Desert Storm the sequel
Only ratifies, all that is unequal
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