You'd think I'd get tired of taking something someone else wrote and shamelessly posting it here instead of thinking of something of my own to say.   But I haven't.

This one's also by Dave Van Ronk, "An imperialist love song, also a protest against wimpy anti-war songs."

Luang Prabang

When I came back from luang prabang
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang
but I got a wood medal and a fine harangue
Now I'm a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

And now the boys all envy me
I fought for christian democracy
with nothing but air where my balls used to be
Now I'm a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

When one and twenty cannon thunder
into the bloody wild blue yonder
for a patriotic ball-less wonder
Now I'm a fucking hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me

In Luang Prabang there is a spot
where the corpses of your brothers rot
and every corpse is a patriot
Every corpse is a hero

Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me
Mourn your dead land of the free
you want to be a hero follow me