"Old Saddam Hussein" (or "old Harem-Scarem")

When old Saddam Hussein found
His pecker (ellick) wouldn't stand,
He thought he's sell his harem
And work it off by hand
The pussies all got frantic
And his wives began to cry,
He called his asshole-buddies,
Told 'em Root hog or die!

Root hog or die! Root hog or die!
He called his asshole-buddies,
Told 'em, Root hog or die!

When old Saddam Hussein
Came 'round here in the south,
We cut his pickled pecker off
And stuffed it in his mouth.
We boiled his balls for supper
An' Hung his asshole out to dry,
We told that mother-fucker
He could root hog or die.!

Root hog or die! Root hog or die!
He called his asshole-buddies,
Told 'em, Root hog or die!

Well, old Saddam Hussein
Had the nerve to claim he'd stay,
He thought he's wave his scepter
(Hand-gester of masturbating:)
And the Corps would run away.
We chopped him up for pigfood
In his dirty, rotten sty,
We told that mother-fucker
He could root hog or die!

When old Saddam Hussein
Started burning up the gas,
We took his poisoned Scuds
And we shoved them up his ass.
We shot him full of Patriots
And blasted him sky-high,
We told that mother-fucker
He could root hog or die!

If the Army and the Navy
Ever get to Heaven's halls,
They will find old Saddam sliding
Down the staircase on this balls.
We'll ca-ter-ate that bastard
Or we'll know the reason why,
We'll show that mother-fucker
He can root hog or die!

Root hog or die! Root hog or die!
He called his asshole-buddies,
Told 'em, Root hog or die!

Posted by GUEST,.gargoyle to the Rugby Football Songs thread.
.gargoyle says this was collected at the U.S. Marine Carps boot
training camp, Pendleton, California, February 1991.


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