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We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to kill and maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low and looking mean
See that family by the stream
Drop some nape & hear them scream
Napalm sticks to kids.
A group of gooks in the grass
But all the fighting has long since passed
Crispy youngsters in a mass
Napalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on the barn,
It won't do much harm,
Just burn off a leg or an arm,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,
By tossing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Ox-cart rolling down the road
Peasants with a heavy load
They're all VC when the bombs explode,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is macho fun,
If one's pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.
There's a gook down on her knees
Launching flechettes into the breeze.
Her arms are nailed to the trees
Napalm sticks to kids.
Blues[?] on a road recon
See some children with their mom
What the hell -- lets drop the bomb
Napalm sticks to kids.
Their in good shape for the shape they're in
But, God, how I wonder how they can win
With napalm running down their skin,
Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.
A baby sucking on a mother's tit,
Children cowering in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
18 kids in a no fire zone
Books on their arms as the go home
The last in line goes home alone
Napalm sticks to kids.