Gather 'round ye sinners & a story I will tell About a man o'plenty that we all know very well He doesn't mind a sacrifice to save his pretty face He'll devide & conquer, repaint & erase Anything, anyone, he leads the human race Raise the stars & stripes & steal the fire from Saddam Cut off his people's medidine & food supplies & give matches to them But if he doesn't take the blame, who will they condemn? Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the mouth that bites you Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by your ham The king is dead, long live the king Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Brutus is waiting in the wings Since I wrote the first verse, ol' Bill has been dropping bombs On middle eastern terrorists Guess we all know what comes around comes around Soon those bombs will be homeward bound Bounties of America will be laid to waste They may win the FU cup but drinking from it leaves a sour taste In the mouth of ... [repeat chorus]