Good bye mum, I´m going on holiday to Iraq
For you, country and oil, I must join the army now
And die…

Good bye mum, I´m going on holiday to Iraq
It´s cruel and hard to listen to one stupid maniac
And die…
In the sun and in the dust – no way, no way
I´m a thirsty dog on a burning rock - no way, no way
The pipe-line in a ball of fire - no way, no way
From blasts and corpses, I´m so tired - no way, no way
The cars and trains and the aeroplanes – oil, oil, oil, oil
Pharmacuticals and cosmetics – oil, oil, oil, oil
We eat the oil, we shit the oil - oil, oil, oil, oil
The White House is built from oil - oil, oil, oil, oil

I´ll die for oil…

Good bye mum, I´m going on holiday to Iraq
For you, country and oil, I must join the army now
And die…

Good bye mum, I´m going on holiday to Iraq
It´s cruel and hard to listen to one stupid maniac
And die…

By the order of one maniac – for oil, for oil
We must kill everyone - for oil, for oil
In the sun and in the dust - for oil, for oil
No Jesus Christ, in oil we trust – Lord Oil, Lord Oil

I´ll die for oil…