Come on, we're going back, we're going back
Keep up, you at the back, keep up, keep up
This time, unlike before, we will not slack
And this time there won't be a cover-up
We'll get down to the bottom, from the top
Of why we went there, what we went to do
Freedom to spread, dictatorship to stop
Or simply doing what they told us to?
Rest assured, we won't rest till what was true
Is surely uncovered, while pools of black
Oily lies will be washed away, each drop
Though a red stain remains, stuck dead like glue
Come on now boys, we're back off to Iraq
For a year or more. Hup two three four, hup!
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