Weapons Of Destruction

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Where are the weapons of destruction
Where are the weapons of destruction

Have you searched the hills and the fields
Burrowed under the sands, searched the pockets of every man

The dales and the valleys, the forest and the trees
have you seached the oceans and the seas

For the weapons of destruction

Have you frisked the young boys, searched the boxes where they keep their toys.

Where oh where are the weapons of destruction

Show us why our sons, daughters, sisters, fathers, brothers and friends are involved in this military abduction

Lives have been lost
tears have been shed
Mothers on both sides continue to bury their dead
and we have yet to see

The weapons of destruction

The war on Sadaam is akin to a magicians act of diversion
A futile excursion, to take the people's mind off the fact
that you could not or would not find Bin Laden

But we have not forgotten

And I've come to the conclusion
that the weapon of destruction
the serial killer, the universal grave tiller
sits on a hill in Washington

And you Mr. Bush could not find your head up your ass, with instructions.

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