A song written just before the invasion of Iraq.
Lyrics:
I was walking one day in the garden,
When I met with Osama Bin Laden.
He gave me a push and said "Pass this to Bush",
And I answered "I beg your pardon."
He said, "Oh, my pardon you never will see
'Til apples do grow on a wild cherry tree.
You saw what I did to the WTC.
My resolve it continues to harden."
I walked through the garden again,
And I met up with Saddam Hussein.
He gave me a push and said "Pass this to Bush",
So I told him, "You must be insane."
He answered, "Insane I never shall be
'Til apples do grow on a wild cherry tree.
But if you send your soldiers to crucify me
I believe I've the right to complain."
Well before I had gone very far,
Khatami got out of his car.
He gave me a push and said "Pass this to Bush.
Who the hell do those Yanks think they are?"
He said, "In Iran you can certainly see
Whether apples do grow on a wild cherry tree.
Our holy men showed us the way we should be,
And we had to dispense with the Shah."
Oh the Axis of Evil is a terrible place,
A danger indeed to the whole human race.
If you ever should dare to wander out there,
You're bound to fall flat on your face.
Kim Jong Il from the North of Korea
Offered to buy me a beer.
Then he gave me a push and said "Pass this to Bush,
And I hope that the message is clear.
He said, "All my people will idolize me
'Til apples do grow on a wild cherry tree.
And they won't live in fear of the land of the free,
We've got nuclear weapons out here."
Oh the Axis of Evil is a terrible thing.
Of Iraq, North Korea and Iran I do sing.
All I can say is keep well away
From its deadly and perilous sting.
Well I walked for a night and a day,
And I sailed to the US of A.
I sneaked up to Bush and I gave him a push,
And I asked him, "Now, what do you say?
Why don't you let all those poor Arabs be?"
He said, "We must show them all democracy.
And besides, we need oil in the land of the free,
So they are the ones who must pay."
Oh "the Axis of Evil" is a terrible phrase.
It'll haunt Mr Bush 'til the end of his days.
If you step through the door that leads into war
You'll be hopelessly lost in the maze.
There you will wander and never be free
'Til apples do grow on a wild cherry tree.
But if we're in a jam we can call Uncle Sam
And his axis of democracy.
Rating: User: raymondcrooke 2007-04-29T13:11:55.53Z
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