Stripes And Stars


Take your seat the show’s about to start

Strike up the overture

Put a beat behind the stripes and stars

And send the boys off to war

With a tune they can whistle while the bullets rain

A crude entertainment of sorts

Qualudes and whiskey to dull the pain

I’ll take whatever they’ve got

Pretty black dots


So make your peace with God but sod the law

I’m bent on a life of crime

All I need’s a forty dollar whore

Who’s prepared to play Bonny to my Clyde

If you really wanna see the world up close

Why don’t you take another shot

A million little life’s under the microscope

So just sit back and watch

Those pretty black dots

Pretty black dots














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