War

written by Steve Poltz
performed by The Rugburns
transcribed by Jim Wiggins

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         G        D            C
May your dad rest well down in hell tonight
        G         D           C                     G      C G C G
I never liked him much but he gave me a bite of his hotdog
             D                 C
When we went golfing in San Clemente
                  G C G C G
With Richard Nixon
          D                         C
But I was bored, so I prayed to the lord
                   G C G C G
Ha!  Give me a war
              D                 C
'Cause I'm so bored, and I want more
                        G C G C G
And a real fuckin' war!

             G           D           C           G
    Well I'm bored with Iran and I'm bored with Iraq
         G         D                C    G
    With Egypt and Israel and Yasir   Arafat
        G             D               C        G
    The Falklands was cool but it was too damn short
      G           D            C
    I want a real war 'cause I built a bitchin' fort

May your sister rest well in her bed tonight
I never liked her much but she made me feel good last Christmas
In your mom's station wagon behind the Seven Eleven
She was just fourteen
But I was bored, so I prayed to the lord
Ha!  Give me a war
'Cause I'm so bored, and I want more
And a real fuckin' war!

    Well I'm bored with the Contras and Colonel Qadhaffi
    The Ayatollah's dead but he made really great coffee
    With my rifle in my arms I feel like E.F. Hutton
    I want to be the one who gets to push the Final Button

May your uncle rest well in his cell tonight
I never liked him much but he took me down to Ti-a-juana
We drank some slammers and watched your mom dance
At the Bambi Club
But I was bored, so I prayed to the lord
Ha!  Give me a war
'Cause I'm so bored, and I want more
And a real fuckin' war