From the Halls of Montezuma

To the Shores of Tripoli

It's all about the oil we want

As you can plainly see

We'll pump it from those wells so deep

And even up to olive trees we'll creep

Black Hawks, Black Water, cat's paws, Hush Puppies

All on the ground

Where buzzing drones do abound

Pop! Pop! Burkas all askew

Children too

A billion here, a billion there

To Saddam, Mubarak, and Netanyahu we always gave

Now George Washington spins in his grave