Drone So Mean

Boom, boom, boom.

There was once a certain drone not so long ago

It followed me all over everywhere I'd go

And people looked around trembling and full o'fear

For they knew drones murder everybody far and also near.

It would fly through night and the morrow

Carrying cameras bombs and Hellfire

And it was controlled by PlayStation warriors

Given the best game their hearts could desire.

Hey hey drone so mean

Nobel Peace Prize winner pristine

Will you use a rocket or a bomb?

Hey hey drone so mean

Obama's own murder machine

How will you put me in my tomb?

It owned the sky and played at its killer war

And each time it killed it raised the war crimes bar

National airspaces were to it a breeze

And legalities it blew away in a dusty sneeze.

To liberals it was no evil death dealer

Their eyes tight shut to what it'd done

They condemned as a traitor and also as a squealer

Those who bared its crimes in the light of the sun. 

Hey hey drone so mean

Nobel Peace Prize winner pristine

There was a killing spree it was on

Hey hey drone so mean

Obama's own murder machine

Dad and daughter, mum and son.

And then its crimes against humanity began to be known to more and more people. The demands to stop this mass murder became louder and louder.

"It can't be allowed to stop, they're enemies

And anyway they're raghead filth, like some vile disease

And if we kill them there, in their homes and farms

Our coddled soldier boys keep their legs and arms.

"Endless murder we'll keep rebranding

As an upscale video shooter game

And a kill list decided every Tuesday

Is our path to money and fame."

Hey hey drone so mean

Nobel Peace Prize winner pristine

When will you kill me, tell me do

Hey hey drone so mean

Obama's own murder machine

How much money am I worth to you?

Oh, those Americans. 

{To be sung to the tune of Rasputin by Boney M.}

[Copyright: Written by me, but belongs to all drone victims everywhere. ]

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