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You'll hear some weird influences in here. Of course not the least of which will be the Jingoistic author of the original himself. Afterall this is a parody right?
But isn't there a bunch of the band Poison in here? Blame Worley for that one.
Peter Criss of Kiss?
Yeah, that one's me. Couldn't help it.
And the making fun of drunk Jimmy Page guitar solos was just out of line. Call me downright mean. I had to do it. Someone had to do it. No one else had their hand up.
No, that's not Uncle Kracka you hear there, it's Roger Miller. Nope. No Avril Lavigne either. That's just me copping Odetta riffs again.
And if you're bothered about the sampling. Oh well. I don't do it very often but when something's just asking for it, well there I go.
OK. Here go the lyrics.
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I got a letter Sayin I can play On the USO tour That was leavin today
If I'd only tone down my rhetoric a bit Think about them planes That got our World Trade Center hit
Well world trade isn't real If free trade ain' really free 'N the more I think of them Boeing planes Enron cost overruns all I see
Well I wrote 'em back Makin perfectly clear I cannot join you There's no jingoism here.
Have you forgotten Why we kicked old England's ass They're an occupyin force They can kiss my Billy Blass
Have you forgotten Oh you don' need to remind me We should worry about Bin Laden We trained him