The bombs were piled high.
No one asked why
They just slowly sauntered by
Mount Destruction.
But the suction…
The suction of destruction was too much for them to bear.
They should have really cared
But they did not.
Then they were caught.
Caught in enemy action because
Their oppressors now had traction.
The wall against their backs then
Turned all hot and firery and
The blasts were as desired, see
A bunch of old bombs in Vietnam
Left from another war by Uncle Sam
How to clean them up and then holy BLAM!
A big idea dawns on Uncle Sam.
There’s gonna be war in Vietnam…
The Captain loves to hear us complain out loud. The best complaints walk the best planks and so on and so forth…