OUR NAPALM BOMBING

Mr. YOUNG of Ohio. Mr. President, in
Vietname a popular song blaring from tape
recorders in GI hooches or sung by
helicopter pilots goes something like this:

Napalm sticks to kids, napalm sticks to kids,
When'll those gooks ever learn?
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.

In a Saigon officer's club, with officers
entertaining their Vietnam gal guests
the GI orchestra did not play this popular
song. Also it is a good bet marines
in our Embassy at Sagon do not
customarily sing "Napalm Sticks to Kids"
at least unless Ambassador Bunker's
away. Another of the many verses is:

Blues (helicopter gunships) out on a road[?] recon.
See some children with their mom
What the hell, let's drop the bomb,
Napalm sticks to kids.

A helicopter pilot with acess to a typewriter
made mimeographed stencil copies
of the song. He wanted the song printed.
Those officers in charge of headquarter
mimeograph machine refused permission
saying, "that's not official business."

August 4, 1970. Congressional Record -- Senate. Pg 27216.

See here: https://www.google.com/books/edition/Congressional_Record/kuPZa7LRhHEC?hl=en&gbpv=1&dq=%22napalm+sticks+to+kids%22&pg=PA27216&printsec=frontcover