Lyrics Party With Saddam - Fishbone
Millions
of
times
the
earth
has
spun
We
must
get
dizzy
going
'round
the
sun
It
ain't
no
wonder
why
minds
are
gone
Can
we
help
them
understand
It's
like
I
need
a
place
to
run
And
jump
off
buildings
just
for
fun
Serve
up
my
flesh
before
it's
done
Politicians
need
a
hand
We
won't
see
the
end
If
we
party
till
our
colors
blend
Party
till
Saddam's
your
friend
Never
drop
a
bomb
again
All
right
We
can
break
the
chains
If
we
party
like
our
blood's
the
same
Party
till
we
lose
our
aim
Never
shoot
a
gun
again
The
monsters
live
and
children
die
The
blanket
snatched
from
over
their
eyes
We're
all
to
blame
when
we
stand
by
But
we
don't
know
what
to
say
They
want
a
fight
and
dare
us
to
try
And
in
result
the
whole
world
dies
Then
who'll
be
left
to
answer
why
There's
got
to
be
a
better
way
We
won't
see
the
end
If
we
party
till
our
colors
blend
'Cause
the
Bush's
and
Bin
Laden's
are
friends
Never
drop
a
bomb
again
All
right
We
can
break
the
chains
If
we
party
like
our
blood's
the
same
Party
till
we
lose
our
aim
Never
shoot
a
gun
again
Millions
of
dollars
are
spent
on
a
piece
Of
what
I
don't
know,
But
it
sure
ain't
peace
of
mind
If
we
keep
fighting
then
war
won't
cease
Until
all
have
died
they'll
fight
back
every
time
We'll
get
together
and
have
some
fun
then
life
is
won
In
that
there
is
no
crime
Real
peace
don't
cost
a
dime
Too
mucha
blood
them
a
spilling
Too
mucha
life
them
a
stealing
They
come
together
for
a
deal
Super
power,
super
money,
super
killing
A
time
for
true
emancipation
Don't
want
no
pseudo-liberation
A
time
for
evil
get
replaced
So
we
love
and
make
it
push
in
outer
space
Hey,
we
won't
see
the
end
P-P-P-Party
till
our
colors
blend
Party
till
Saddam's
your
friend
Never
drop
a
bomb
again
Can
ya
imagine
Arnie
partying
with
Tookie
Smoking
and
drinking
till
they
lose
their
cookies
Crips
are
cousins,
Bloods
are
brothers
Family
can
love
one
another
We're
gonna
party
with
Pinochet
He
gonna
sing
the
karaoke
We're
gonna
party
with
Mobutu
He's
a
lindy
hopping
dancing
fool
Party
with
Condaleeza
Rice,
now
She
like
to
shake
it
all
night
y'all
Party
up
with
Tony
Blair
Throw
your
hands
up
in
the
air
Party
with
Fidel
Castro
He
like
to
do
it
real
low
and
slow
Party
with
Vladimir
Putin
He
like
to
breakdance
and
headspin
Party
with
Kim
Jong-Il
He
got
the
North
Korean
down-home
feel
But
let's
not
forget
Hitler
We
gonna
pull
up
Rwanda
We
gonna
bring
'em
all
for
dinner
To
meet
mama
and
papa
Ma
ma
ma
you
gotta
gotta
gotta
party
Party
with
Saddam
y'all
Party
to
the
end
y'all
You
gotta
party
Oh
yeah,
all
right
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