The Napalm Song
by Gary Morin
We shoot the young the sick and lame
We do our best to kill and maim
Because all the kills each count the same
Napalm Sticks to Kids
Flyin' low across the trees
Pilots doin' what they please
Droppin' frags on refugees
Napalm Sticks to Kids
It made us feel so good inside
When the strong men wept and the women cried
But what we really liked is the children fried
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See that family over there
Watch me get 'em with a pair
Blood and guts just everywhere
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CIA with guns for hire
Montagnards ranged 'round the fire
Napalm makes that fire higher
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Baby suckin' on its mother's tit
Gook down in a fifty pit
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit
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Attack some kids when you go downtown
By throwin' some candy on the ground
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round
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A squad of Cong in the grass
But the fightin's long since passed
Crispy critters in a mass
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Oxcarts rollin' down the road
Peasants haulin' a heavy load
They're all VC when the bombs explode
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Shootin' women's lotsa fun
Try killin' one that's pregnant, son
You'll get two for the price of one
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LOH's out to have a blast
Drop some peon kids en masse
Send what remains to the Chief of Staff
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Flyin' low and feelin' mean
See that family by the stream
Drop some napalm, hear 'em scream
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See that gook down on his knees
Lost some flechettes in the breeze
Find his arms nailed to the trees
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NVA troops are all hardcore
Throw our psyops out the door
Watch us nail 'em to the jungle floor
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Eighteen kids in a no fire zone
Books under arms and goin' home
Last in line goes home alone
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Chuck's sittin' in a sampan at the stern
Thinks his boat 'll never burn
Them fuckin' gooks 'll never learn
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See the li'l kids jump and shout
Dropped some napalm without a doubt
Watch 'em try to put it out
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I've been around, seen what I've seen
Huntin' VC's a sportin' scene
But the gooks ya kill ya gotta clean
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I've only seen it happen twice
But both times it was pretty nice
Shootin' peasants plantin' rice
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Napalm son is lots of fun
When dropped by bomb or shot by gun
It gets the gooks while on the run
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Some people say it's not so neat
To see gooks burnin' in the street
But burnin' flesh smells mighty sweet
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Gooks in the open, makin' hay
But listen to what them gunships say
There'll be no Hoi Chanhs today
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Shoot civilians where they sit
Take some pictures as you split
All your life you'll remember it
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They're in great shape for the shape they're in
But there's no way that they can win
With napalm rollin' down their skin
Napalm Sticks to Kids
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