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The War On Terror
The war on terror.
Sing a song of past tense
A pocket full of try.
Ten then twenty empty words
Faked up in the sky.
When the guy was detonated
The words began to fling.
Right across the hemispheres
Listen to them sing.
The President was in the White House
Thinking life was sunny,
The First Lady in the beauty parlour
Spending tax payers money.
The PM was in Whitehall
Hanging Tories out to grow,
When incoming phone calls,
Then kept him in the know.
Life will never be the same,
This aint no typographical error,
I really hate to say it.
We have a war on terror.
Tony tony tony
Tora tora tora
