Some, eh, a whole lot of diplomats don’t want to go to Iraq. Imagine that…why does mommy want to make them go where they do not want to go? Bad mommy! Bad!

Fixin’ to Die Diplomatic Rag
(with a large and graceful sweep of the tonsure to Country Joe & the Fish)

Well, come on all of you diplomats
Uncle Sam really digs you cats
He’s got himself a little Zone of Green
Could use a little help with the local scene
So lay down your life and pick up a check
Pray your heads don’t fall off your necks

And it’s one, two, three
Who are you working for?
Don’t ask them, they’re all so sad
Next stop is in Baghdad
And it’s five, six, seven
Open up the big brief case
Well, there ain’t no crime in wondrin’ why
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