Vitnam, Barry, an inevitable succession?
Lies were told by the liberals: cowards and fools,
To the college-age kids—the usual tools.
The media lied as accustomed they are,
Old fat lying Walter, the media’s beloved star,
Who had a moustache, a sign of deep knowledge
To all the spoiled brats safely ensconced in college.
On the idiot box screen solemn and grave,
Bad news of the war each evening he gave.
The American public, all the fat motherfuckers
Sat stupid and bland, all the ignorant suckers
Attentive to Walter, they hung on each word
As the prompter rolled out the message—absurd.
We were winning the conflict, Rick Allen and I,
And all the young men who were willing to try
To fight communists, gooners, who were willing to die,
Like all the young Germans, Italians, and Japs,
Young men not heroes, but really just…saps,
All cannon fodder from the three Axis nations
That some college kids’ fathers, the best generation
Slew in great numbers, every war’s end game
Those of us in the Nam had the very same aim,
But the liberals, the hippies, all irrelevant trash
All busy with Mary Jane, acid and hash,
Couldn’t let a mere war interfere with their pleasure,
Their communes, and Woodstock, and indolent leisure.
So they gathered in masses with the dim college trolls,
Burning their draft cards, and voting in polls
To end the war that our gallant young manhood
Had basically won with their guts and their blood
But old Walter read message that the gooners were winners,
And America lost interest and went back to their dinners
While the vets came back home to hate and abusers
To the lie that we’d lost and were druggies and losers.
Our leader had promised the country we had fought for
That we’d provide the air power; so, they could win their own war,
And we had trained them up well and killed most of their foe,
We left them ready to fight when we had to go.
They could likely have won and maintained their freedom,
But the fools and the cowards in Congress betrayed them
Denying support that we had promised we’d send
The commie’s big general said the gooners’ war had to end,
That his army was on its last legs and they’ have to give in.
The American people sat on their couches, dumb and dim
Lied to by old Walter: the war we had lost, foretold by him.
We’d lost our first war and our great nation no longer
Was the force in the world to keep freedom stronger,
Keeping tyrants and terrorists at bay, under cover
So that all the world’s nations could new freedom discover.
And the haters of liberty, communists in our nation dear
Gained power to elect a foreigner, an enemy, a queer
Who was set up by occult forces to enforce our decline
And allow our own communists to end us in short time.
Now the public is aroused, divided, invaded, and angry
At alien illegals from south and hordes of muslim enemy
Can we replace the betrayers with an American faction
Who will undo all of the destructive criminal action
Of the ringer who’s part black which scares everyone
From reversing the damage and destruction he’s done.
Or will our people blindly embrace our downfall
As droves walk quietly by to stare at the wall.