Its coming......Its coming
a war, hear the beating
the drums are a banging
there's men on their way
General Mc Crystal
Afghanistan shudders
The Taliban judders
And someone will pay

Obama's bold edict
July is an exit
They must be defeated
The wretchedness, we
Oblivious most of us
Far off in Britain
Brown and his Company
Know where they be

They send our young soldiers
into a sick conflict
The blood and the brimstone
they never can share
Their children are safe
And they sit on their arses
Spewing out fear
Thats all they can share


But Dath and destruction
and wanton affliction
And all of this grief
Will not solve anything
The Taliban feel its their land
they're protecting
And thus they will fight
to the last man to bring
Who they see as infidels
cowering and stalking
loaded with armaments
Du shells and more
The might of Obama
The might of the British
Will be met with bombs
and guaranteed gore

I just hope its worth it
For Britain has followed
The American Generals
and is now prepared
To be slaughtered and quartered
To follow the master
The poodle yaps quietly
For no one is spared

And Blair sits at Chilcot
Heaving with bluster
A liar he's proven to be in our eyes
This subordinate creature
That followed his masters
The Illuminati and to our surprise
Sits there and tell us
regrets not a bit of it
His karmic debt will equal what gain
He makes from those creeps who pay now to hear him
Afghanistan weeps
and it now falls like rain