Now I
believe to be here is right
But
I have to say that I'm scared tonight
Crouching
in this hole with a mouth full of sand
What
comes first, the country or the man
Look
at those slanted eyes coming up over the hill
Catching
us by suprise, it's time to kill or be killed
Over
here, over there, it's the same everywhere
A boy
cries out for his mama before he dies for his home
All my
life I wanted to be
As clever
and strong as my best friend Lee
We grew
up together along Half Moon Bay
Lee
was Japanese, born in the USA
When
Tommy was fighting Jerry along the River Seine
Me and
Lee we wanted to do the same
Then
they bombed Pearl Harbor at the break of day
I was
headed for these islands when Lee was hauled away
They
said look at his slanted eyes, he's guilty as guilty can be
Sent
here as enemy spies to sabotage the Land of the Free
I never
got home, my platoon was never saved
That
little fox hole became my island grave
Lee
got out of jail but a prisoner he remained
Till
he ended his own life to lose that ball and chain
And they
said, Oh Little Slanted Eyes can't you forgive and forget
And
he said, Oh Mr Friendly Ghost
Can
you catch water in a net?
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