Sung to the tune of
Feel Like I'm Fixing To Die Rag (Next Stop Vietnam)
(With apologies to Country Joe & the Fish)

Come on all of you button men
Don Corleone needs your help again
He needs some kisses and lots of hugs
Since he turned down Sollozzo and his deal on drugs
So pick up your guns and hit the street
It's gonna be really neat

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And it's one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don't ask me 'cause I don't know
My Capo said "I gotta go"
And it's five, six, seven
Now it's mattress time
We're gonna kill 'em all you see
The heads of Five Families

Now come on Rocco, here's your chance
Kill a boss and you'll advance
Let's go Neri, don't be shy
Kill Barzini and don't ask why
And Cicci, here's a job for you
We're gonna kill Moe Greene, too

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Let's go hitmen and move fast
We don't want this war to last
There's plenty of money to be made
When we all join in the narcotics trade
Give McCluskey some veal on a dish
He'll soon be sleeping with the fish

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Barzini, Tattaglia, Carlo too
We know what we have to do
Stracchi, Moe Greene, and Cuneo
All on the list; They have to go
I don't wanna kill everyone, you see
Just my enemies.

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(Here are the original lyrics. You have to be from the "Woodstock Generation" to remember this song)

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 Viet Nam
So put down your books and pick up a gun
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun

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And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
Don't ask me I don't give a damn,
The next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
There ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die

Come on generals, let's move fast
Your big chance has come at last
Now you can go out and get those reds
'Cause the only good commie is the one that's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come

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Come on wall street don't be slow
Why man this war is a go-go
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the army with the tools of its trade
Let's hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong

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Come on mothers throughout the land
Pack your boys off to Viet Nam
Come on fathers don't hesitate
Send your sons off before it's too late
And you can be the first ones on your block
To have your boy come home in a box

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