Feel Like I M Fixin To Die Rag Country Joe And The Fish 1967 lyrics

Come on all you big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He`s got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in desert lands.
So put down your books and pick up the gun
We`re gonna have a whole lot of fun!
(Chorus)
And it`s 1 2 3 what are we fighting for?
Don`t ask me I don`t give a damn!
Next stop another Viet Nam.
And it`s 5 6 7 open up the pearly gates.
There ain`t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! We`re all gonna die.
Come on generals let`s move fast,
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out there and break some heads.
The only good enemy is one that`s dead.
And you know the peace can only be won,
When you blow `em all to kingdom come!
(Repeat chorus)
Well come on Wall Street - don`t move slow,
Why man, this is war-a-go-go!
There`s plenty of money to be made
By supplying the army with the tools of the trade.
Just look at it my way - if you drop the Bomb,
Well, it`s all part of the fun!
(Repeat chorus)
Well come on mothers don`t delay,
Pack your boys off to the Gulf today.
Come on fathers don`t hesitate,
Send them off before it`s too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box!
(Repeat chorus)