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I Feel Like I'm Fixin' to Die Rag

composed by Joe McDonald (1965); performed by Country Joe and the Fish (1967) [nb: the similarity of this song to the old jazz standard "Muskrat Ramble" by Kid Ory (1927) was determined by judicial decree (2005) not to be plagiarism]


    Give me an F-U-C-K
    Give me an F-U-C-K
    Give me an F-U-C-K
    Fughhhhhck!

    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 Viet Nam
    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 damn!
    Next stop is Viet Nam
    And it's five, six, seven
    Open up the pearly gates
    Ain't no time to wonder why
    Whoopee! We're all gonna die!

    Come on generals, let's move fast
    Your big chance has come at last
    Now you can go out and get those reds
    'Cos the only good commie is the one that's dead
    And you know that peace can only be won
    When we've blown '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 damn!
    Next stop is Viet Nam
    And it's five, six, seven
    Open up the pearly gates
    Ain't no time to wonder why
    Whoopee! We're all gonna die!

    Come on Wall Street, don't be slow
    Why man this war is a go-go
    There's plenty good money to be made
    By supplying the army with the tools of its trade
    Let's hope and pray that if they drop The Bomb
    They drop it on the Viet Cong!

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

    Come on mothers throughout the land
    Pack your boys off to Viet Nam
    Come on fathers, don't hesitate
    Send your sons off before it's too late
    And you can be the first ones 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 damn!
    Next stop is Viet Nam
    And it's five, six, seven
    Open up the pearly gates
    Ain't no time to wonder why
    Whoopee! We're all gonna die!





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