Gather 'round ye sinners and a story I will tell

About a man o'plenty that we all know very well

He doesn't mind a sacrifice to save his pretty face

He'll devide and conquer, repaint and erase

Anything, anyone, he leads the human race

Raise the stars and stripes and steal the fire from Saddam

Cut off his people's medidine and food supplies and give matches to them

But if he doesn't take the blame, who will they condemn?

Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the mouth that bites you

Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by your ham

The king is dead, long live the king

Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Brutus is waiting in the wings

Since I wrote the first verse, ol' Bill has been dropping bombs

On middle eastern terrorists

Guess we all know what comes around comes around

Soon those bombs will be homeward bound

Bounties of America will be laid to waste

They may win the FU cup but drinking from it leaves a sour taste

In the mouth of ... [repeat chorus]