Lyrics:

Odessa, Texas, 1948
Destined for greatness, and he couldn't wait
As for motive, that's up for debate
Lone Star, yeah... He's packin' the heat
Rubbin' elbows with the social elite
Who took notice of a world at his feet
The big drill and the CIA
Richard Nixon paved the way
For this dog to have his day
VP under Bonzo Reagan
Then Pres. of this once great nation
'91, his first invasion

Oh... The good ol' days I miss
Now get me out of this
This hierarchal abyss

Kissin' Middle Eastern ass
White pride, black gold, and gas
Just a profiteer on your foreign soil
Operation Blood for Oil

Passed the buck to his number one
Now we're fucked by the bastard son
Can't hide, so we better run
Three cheers for the underachiever
Once a drunk, and now a believer
All hail the 'Great Deceiver'
First term saw mass corruption
Two wars to boost production
All done for your protection
C'est la vie to French relations
And to NATO's limitations
That prevent occupations

Oh... Bleed me till I'm bled
Voices never heard
Blues are gettin' red

Kissin' Middle Eastern ass
Skull, bones, black gold, and gas
He's an irritation and a fucking boil
Operation Blood for Oil


Oh... The good ol' days I miss
Now get me out of this
This hierarchal abyss

Kissin' Middle Eastern ass
White pride, black gold, and gas
Just a profiteer on your foreign soil
Operation Blood for Oil