Georgie Porgie

GEORGIE PORGIE 2004 Music & Lyrics by Linda Finkle


will present information and intelligence about Iraqis legal-Iraqs illegal weapons program, its attempt to hide those weapons from inspectors, and its links to terrorist groups.

Georgie Porgie puddin an pie picked some boys and made them die

Georgie Porgie puddin an pie
In his playpen in the white house of lies
Sat around with all of his friends
Told them all on him to depend

Oil if what all of us need
The American habit well feed
Theres a place that were gonna attack
For their oil and for daddy- Iraq

Georgie Porgie made up a war
Told some lies about what it was for
Now your baby is out in Iraq
Do you know if theyre coming back?

Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
A stray bullet just flew by my side
Gotta find somewhere to hide
Oh mama do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
Tell them Ill be home in awhile
If I dont die today




In a small town something like here
Somethings growing, something called fear
Whos our foe, who really knows
Just be careful where your vote goes

This November will be the true test
Can this country get out of this mess
Will rich liars continue to rule
Come on people, lets stop being fooled




Oh mama I wanna come home
I wanna hear your voice on the phone
Every day one of us dies
Do you still believe Georges lies
Oh mama, do something for me
Hug my kids, kiss my family
I hope that Ill be home in awhile
But I could die today
Yes I could die today
Im gonna die today

your enemy is not surrounding your country-your enemy is ruling your country. And the day he and his regime are removed from power will be the day of your liberation.