(This song, of course, is all sarcasm)
What shall we do without the Commies?
Spurring us on?
How shall we sell our guns and bombies
Now that the old foe is gone?
There’s still money to be made
From war technology
If we can just convince the leaders
We need it to stay free
(Kazoo first four lines)
Food and shelter’s such a boring
Way to spend our dough
Thank goodness that we’ve still got
The Middle East
Helping the Arm’s Trade Grow.