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Jan 2015
What makes the world go ‘round? It’s oil Oil OIL!  
We need to have a WAR [1], to get our greedy spoil  
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We’re the ones that guzzle it, so that oil is ours!
Quench our wanton greed, bottle it in jars  
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We’re a Sovran State, we can tell you what to do  
You will be our slaves, be on our oil crew  
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We abide, we abide, by the Rule of Law (when it's convenient)
Might makes Right! We will punch you in the jaw  
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We will dominate the world, use the Chinks to do our work  
If they don’t bow down, we will go berserk  
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America! America! God’s blessing to the world  
Thank you God now go away, our flag of greed unfurled

[1] WWIII
Written by
Elihu Barachel
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