Words from Mr. Penn: The Arrogant, the Misguided and the Cowards

by clorenz1 | October 4, 2006 at 11:20 am

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By Sean Penn

The arrogant, the misguided, the cowards would argue that an immediate pull-out of our troops from Iraq would inspire lack of confidence and the lost credibility of the United States. President Bush and his functionaries indeed have lost enormous credibility for the perception of our country internationally. Perhaps more damaging than that, they have created the greatest cultural, religious, and political divide domestically since our own Civil War.

Is It Possible For A Draft-Dodger To Be A Patriot?

Oh, I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town,

I believe in God and Senator Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down,

And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red",

But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I said:,

CHORUS,

Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen,

And I always carry a purse,

I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse,

Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt,

Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school,

And I'm working in a DEE-fense plant,

I've got a dislocated disc and a wracked up back,

I'm allergic to flowers and bugs,

And when the bombshell hits, I get epileptic fits,

And I'm addicted to a thousand drugs,

I got the weakness woes, I can't touch my toes,

I can hardly reach my knees,

And if the enemy came close to me,

I'd probably start to sneeze,

I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen,

And I always carry a purse,

I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse,

Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt,

Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school,

And I'm working in a DEE-fense plant,

Ooh, I hate Chou En Lai, and I hope he dies,,

Onething you gotta see,

That someone's gotta go over there,

And that someone isn't me,

So I wish you well, Sarge, give 'em Hell!,

Kill me a thousand or so,

And if you ever get a war without blood and gore,

I'll be the first to go,

Yes, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen,

And I always carry a purse,

I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse,

Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt,

Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school,

And I'm working in a DEE-fense plant,

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