Bad, Bad Uncle Sam

To the tune of Jim Croce’s “Bad, Bad LeRoy Brown”

At the first part of the cent’ry

He sat atop the world

Wherever you’d go

You all had to know

That his big flag was unfurled.

Oh Sam was more than trouble

He’d shown those Reds the door

The Warsaw Pact had had enough

And it wasn’t coming back for more.

Well it's bad, bad Uncle Sam,

He do what he want and the world be damned;

Badder than Genghis Khan,

But still afraid of Kim Jong-un.

Now Uncle Sam, he a bully,

And he loves those weaker foes,

And he like to wave his defense budget

Under everybody's nose.

He got a really funny worldview;

He got a Federal Reserve, too;

He got a House and Senate in his pocket for fun;

He got a menorah in his shoe.

And it's bad, bad Uncle Sam,

He do what he want and the world be damned;

Badder than Genghis Khan,

But still afraid of Kim Jong-un.

September fifteen years ago

Sam claimed we were attacked. 

Though nothing made sense

He got us all worked up

And his war plans most folks backed.

Then he cast his eyes toward Kabul

And the trouble soon began,

‘Cause Sam he learned no lesson

'Bout messin’ ‘round without a plan.

Well it's bad, bad Uncle Sam,

He do what he want and the world be damned;

Badder than Genghis Khan,

But still afraid of Kim Jong-un.

Now the locals took to fightin’

And a man found on his own

Our future looked like a jigsaw puzzle

With a couple of pieces gone.

And it's bad, bad Uncle Sam,

He do what he want and the world be damned;

Badder than Genghis Khan,

But still afraid of Kim Jong-un.

And he's bad, bad Uncle Sam,

He do what he want and the world be damned;

Badder than Genghis Khan,

But he’s still afraid of Kim Jong-un.

Yes, he’s badder than Genghis Khan,

But he’s still afraid of Kim Jong-un.

Dieter Weiss and David Martin

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