Letter From Iraq - The Bouncing Souls

Hot S***i sun passes moaning mosque spire

B company's pinned down under heavy fire

Underneath the palms

There's improvised bombs

Because j***d johnny knows yankee is a liar

An eye for an eye

And blood for texas tea

At the call to prayer

Al queda's on his knees

Isac vs Ishmael

Allah vs Christ

Somebody is on the offense

Picking up the beat

There's celebratory fire

And a purple thumb vote

Tom Cruise is on a sortie

From a gulf love boat

Smart bombs are coming

See the children running

The dead are all laughing

But we don't get the joke

An eye for an eye

And blood for texas tea

At the call to prayer

Al queda's on his knees

Isac vs Ishmael

Allah vs Christ

Somebody is on the offense

Picking up the beat

They lost another friend today

It's getting rough over there

They say the whole things f**ked

I wish the boys were back

At least I know they're still alive

Another letter from Iraq

Presents full of Christmas loot

All that's left of bullet billy

Is a pair of bloody boots

His mom is on the phone

His girl is all alone

We all stand in the rain

For a twenty one gun salute