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Napalm Sticks to Kids 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. Flying low across the trees,Pilots doing what they please,Dropping frags on refugees,Napalm sticks to kids. Flying low and looking meanSee that family by the streamDrop some nape & hear them screamNapalm sticks to kids. A group of gooks in the grassBut all the fighting has long since passedCrispy youngsters in a massNapalm sticks to kids. Drop some napalm on the barn,It won't do much harm,Just burn off a leg or an arm,Napalm sticks to kids. Gather kids as you fly over town,By tossing candy on the ground,Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,Napalm sticks to kids. Ox-cart rolling down the roadPeasants with a heavy loadThey're all VC when the bombs explode,Napalm sticks to kids. Cobras flying in the sun,Killing gooks is macho fun,If one's pregnant and it's two for one,Napalm sticks to kids. There's a gook down on her kneesLaunching flechettes* into the breeze.Her arms are nailed to the treesNapalm sticks to kids. Blues[?] on a road reconSee some children with their momWhat the hell -- lets drop the bombNapalm sticks to kids. Their in good shape for the shape they're inBut, God, how I wonder how they can winWith napalm running down their skin,Napalm sticks to kids. CIA with guns for hire,Montagnards around a fire,Napalm makes the fire higher,Napalm sticks to kids. A baby sucking on a mother's tit,Children cowering in a pit,Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,Napalm sticks to kids. 18 kids in a no fire zoneBooks on their arms as the go homeThe last in line goes home aloneNapalm sticks to kids.
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.
Flying low across the trees,Pilots doing what they please,Dropping frags on refugees,Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low and looking meanSee that family by the streamDrop some nape & hear them screamNapalm sticks to kids.
A group of gooks in the grassBut all the fighting has long since passedCrispy youngsters in a massNapalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on the barn,It won't do much harm,Just burn off a leg or an arm,Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,By tossing candy on the ground,Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,Napalm sticks to kids.
Ox-cart rolling down the roadPeasants with a heavy loadThey're all VC when the bombs explode,Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,Killing gooks is macho fun,If one's pregnant and it's two for one,Napalm sticks to kids.
There's a gook down on her kneesLaunching flechettes* into the breeze.Her arms are nailed to the treesNapalm sticks to kids.
Blues[?] on a road reconSee some children with their momWhat the hell -- lets drop the bombNapalm sticks to kids.
Their in good shape for the shape they're inBut, God, how I wonder how they can winWith napalm running down their skin,Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,Montagnards around a fire,Napalm makes the fire higher,Napalm sticks to kids.
A baby sucking on a mother's tit,Children cowering in a pit,Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,Napalm sticks to kids.
18 kids in a no fire zoneBooks on their arms as the go homeThe last in line goes home aloneNapalm sticks to kids.
* Flechettes were small arrow-like projectiles (also called "nails") contained in the warheads of 2.75 inch rockets delivered by rotary- and fixed-wing aircraft. These flechettes would be delivered at high velocity and dispersed over a large area when the warhead opened in its flight to the target. They were effective against soft targets not protected by heavy vegetation.
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