Napalm Sticks to Kids
First of the Ninth Chorus
We shoot the sick, the young, the lame
We do our best to kill and maim
Because the kills all count the same
Napalm sticks to kids

Flyin' low across the trees
Pilots doing what they please
Droppin’ frags on refugees
Napalm sticks to kids

It made us feel so good inside
When the strong men wept and the women cried
But what we really like is the children fried
Napalm sticks to kids

See that family over there?
Watch me get 'em with a pair
Blood and guts just everywhere
Napalm sticks to kids

CIA with guns for hire
Montagnards around the fire
Napalm makes that fire higher
Napalm sticks to kids
Children suckin' on a mother’s tit
Gooks down in a 50 pit
DOW Chemical doesn't give a shit
Napalm sticks to kids

Attack some kids when you go downtown
By throwing some candy on the ground
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round
Napalm sticks to kids

A squad of 'Cong in the grass
But all the fighting's long since past
Crispy critters in a mass
Napalm sticks to kids

Loaches out to have a blast
Drop some peon, kids en masse
Send the remains to the Chief of Staff
Napalm sticks to kids

Oxcars rollin' down the road
Peasants with a heavy load
They're all V.C. when the bombs explode
Napalm sticks to kids

Shootin’ women’s lots of fun
Try killin' one that’s pregnant, son
You'll get two for the price of one
Napalm sticks to kids
Flyin' low and feelin' mean
See that family by the stream?
Drop some napalm, hear ’em scream
Napalm sticks to kids

See that gook down on his knees?
Launch some flechettes in the breeze
Find his arms nailed to the trees
Napalm sticks to kids

N.V.A. are all hardcore
Flechettes nail 'em to the jungle floor
Throw them psyops out the door
Napalm sticks to kids

Eighteen kids in a no-fire zone
Books under arms and goin' home
Last in line goes home alone
Napalm sticks to kids

Chuck's in a sampan sittin' in the stern
But he don't think his boat will burn
Them fuckin' gooks will never learn
Napalm sticks to kids

See the little kids jump and shout
Drop some napalm without a doubt
Watch 'em try and put it out
Napalm sticks to kids
I've been around, some things I've seen
But the people who are mighty mean
The gooks you kill, they make you clean
Napalm sticks to kids

I've only seen it happen twice
But both times it was mighty nice
Shootin' peasants plantin' rice
Napalm sticks to kids

Napalm, son, is lots of fun
When dropped from a bomb or shot from a gun
It gets the gooks when they're on the run
Napalm sticks to kids

Some people say it's not so neat
To watch gooks burnin' in the street
But burnin' flesh smells mighty neat
Napalm sticks to kids

Gooks in the open, makin' hay
But I can hear them gunships say
"There'll be no Chieu Hois today"
Napalm sticks to kids

Shoot some civilians where they sit
Take some pictures as you split
All your life you'll remember it
Napalm sticks to kids

They'se in good shape for the shape they'se in
But they'se no way that they can win
With napalm rollin' down their skin
Napalm sticks to kids

(laughter)
Write the lyrics for a country song made in 1970, titled "Napalm Sticks to Kids", by artist "First of the Ninth Chorus".