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Way down in Git’mo

That’s Guantanamo Bay

That’s where bad guys belong, even if they’ve done no wrong

'Cause we need someone to blame

Well our nation gets a bit more safe each time I make my special cake

With the red, white, and blue icing on the top

And I shout the loudest 'USA' each time I’m in the church to pray

And I drink gasoline to support the troops in Iraq

Those terrorists are just a lousy God and war-crazed bunch

And I can’t understand them because they’re nothing like us

It’s a shame that they hate freedom because it’s pretty awesome stuff

But since they do they won’t mind when we lock them up

Thank God for Git’mo, that’s Guantanamo Bay

Keep them chained to the floor

'Cause we’re fighting this war the American way

Well on the news they often say that this upcoming holiday

Is the perfect time for another attack

It’s not baised on intelligence but still it makes a lot of sense

To be on alert and always watch my back

But if I don’t have my barbecue, the terrorists have won

And if my neighbor brings his Arab friends

I’ll call the Pentagon

This war on terror’s going so great, because all the Muslims

Have been kind enough to give up all their rights

Oh God bless Git’mo, that’s Guantanamo Bay

When there’s a hunger strike

We force-feed them to life

'CAUSE WE NEED SOMEONE TO BLAME

Now don’t you see, we can’t charge them with anything

They’re guilty 'cause we want someone to bleed

Don’t you see?

September chaged everything

We’ll have no peace until someone out there bleeds

Don’t you see?

They cannot be freed

We keep them 'cause we need someone to bleed