Wizoned Old Man Knows All

I give a damn-
Said the wizoned old man-
And he feels damn good today-
For he says “THEY ARE KILLING
THEMSELVES OFF NOW”-
As the MOMBERS ROLLED AWAY!

They SURE LIKE ME!
Said the wizened old man-
And he took a little snooze-
Then he drank some wine-
For he felt just fine-
And he drank some damn good BOOZE.

Then the smoke goes higher-
An they start another fire-
An they BURN DOWN A WHOLE DAMN TOWN!
For they never can kill
That WIZONED OLD MAN-
And they never can shoot him down!

They had a WORLD WAR
When I was young-
And a second WAR twenty
Years later-
And the wiseman say thats the
Only way- SHOOT DOWN
The damn PERTATER!

WHO CAUSES WAR?
Why YOU should know-
Sometimes they call em “HUNS,”-
But these HUNS are there
In every land-
Its the fellows who MAKE THE GUNS!

They keep inventing
A new kind of arm-
In the deep sea- and the sky-
A more DEVILISH way to kill the BOYS-
As the armys fly on by!

There is no better way
To get rich quick-
Says that damn old WIZONED MAN-
In the black war cloud
The THUNDER ROLLS-
Then they count the dead, again!

And there is no better way to die-
Then faceing fearfull odds-
And the YOUNG BOY turns to a POOR OLD MAN,
For his COUNTRY…………and…….his GODS!