Bang on the war drums slowly
Let the mournful mutter begin
For the victory of prudence preemptive
We must commit the first sin
Turn our back on the wisdom of ages
And embrace the "brave" new world
Fire up the satellites and missiles
Let the banners be unfurled
A nation is defined by it's actions
With nowhere to go to confess
Nothing is so revealing of character
As overwhelming success
We show ourselves now with a flourish
Flying banners and drums and pipes
Let us hoist up the new Jolly Roger
Or as we call it, the old Stars 'n Stripes
stephen h smith
1oct2002
