The Last of Bush's Volunteers

Oh the year it was two thousand two
I wish they were in Gitmo now!
A story all forged, a tale untrue
From the scummiest crew I ever knew,
God Damn them all! I was sold
On the smoking gun Saddam did hold
Now I'm a broken man with PTSD,
The last of Bush's volunteers.

Oh Cheney and Rice cried "mushroom cloud",
I wish they were in Gitmo now!
And the War President stood there and vowed
A lie to the Congress right out loud,
God Damn them all! "He has WMDs
That are aimed at the heart of our fair countree!"
Now I'm a broken man in Walter Reed,
The last of Bush's volunteers.

Oh, Colin Powell was a plausible sight.
I wish he was in Gitmo now!
A-talking of tubes and yellowcake,
And Tenet behind him to support the fake
God Damn them all! Those aluminum tubes;
And we swallowed it all like a bunch of rubes,
Now I'm a broken man all scarred and seared,
The last of Bush's volunteers.

Oh the year it was two thousand three,
I wish they were in Gitmo now!
When I rode in armorless Humvee
And we hit that motherfucking IED
God Damn them all! I was sold,
And the missiles flew and the tanks they rolled
Now I'm a broken double amputee,
The last of Bush's volunteers.

The HumVee bucked and pitched on her side.
Oh I wish they were in Gitmo now!
The Sergeant was smashed like a bowl of eggs,
And the bomb blast carried off both my legs.
God Damn them all! They sent me a bill
For my missing gear; twas a bitter pill
Now I'm a broken man and it appears,
I'm the last of Bush's volunteers.

So we searched for a year through the heat and sand
Oh I wish Bush was in Gitmo now!
But their "smoking gun" never came to hand
Now the Army says I owe them eight grand
God Damn them all! They knew, they knew
But they got their war and the missiles flew
Now I'm a broken man and it appears,
I'm the last of Bush's volunteers.

So here I sit in my twenty-third year.
I wish they were in Gitmo now!
It's been four years since we sailed away,
Now they just closed down my town's VA.
God Damn them all! Sometimes I dream
Of the Humvee exploding and hear Sarge scream
And I wake up cold and full of tears,
I'm the last of Bush's volunteers.