Gimme an F!
[people] F!
Gimme an I!
[people] I!
Gimme an S!
[people] S!
Gimme an H!
[people] H!
What’s that spell?
[people] FISH!
What’s that spell?
[people] FISH!
What’s that spell?
[people] FISH!
[The spelled word in the Woodstock’69 live version is: fuck]
Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He’s got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun:
We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun.
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! We all gonna die.
Well, come on generals, let’s move fast;
Your big chance has come [Woodstock version: is here] at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds-
The only good commie is the one who’s dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we’ve blown ‘em all to all kingdom come.
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! We all gonna die.
Huh!
Well, come on Wall Street, don’t move slow,
Why man is war au-go-go.
There’s plenty good money to be made
By supply the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong.
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! We all gonna die.
Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don’t hesitate,
Send them off before is too late.
Be the first one in your block
To have your boy come home in a box.
And it’s one, two, three,
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it’s five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! We all gonna die.
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