Sing a Song...or at least read some lyrics....

You have to sing this either like you're Frank Sinatra or Judy Collins.  Except between you and the NSA, it's a secret.  I promise.

 

My government's rich

It doesn't play fair.

Me here at a desk in DC

You're over there

So where are my drones?

Isn't it great?

The polls all approve

We keep blowing things up

Before the targets can move...

Where are the drones?
Send in the drones.

So many targets to seek and destroy

seeing explosions and feeling the joy.

Making speeches on TV with my usual flair

Sure of my lines

But nobody cares...

Don't you love farce?

Our government to fear

Trade freedom for a moment of security

But we are sincere..

So where are the drones?

Send in the drones

Oh dear God, now they're here!

Weren't we rich?

Weren't we secure?

Giving it all up for power impure

So where are my drones?

I need some more drones...

Don't worry, don't fear....