Lyrics
I know a place where you're all gonna go
They'll pay you to kill if you're 18 years old
First you'll need a haircut and then some new clothes
They'll stick you in a jungle to play GI Joe
You fight for democracy and the "American Way"
But you're not in your country
"What am I doing here?", you say
But now it's too late, you're entering Managua
If you had brought your surfboard
You could surf Nicaragua
What is this we're fighting for? What's our ultimate goal?
To force our ideas right down their throats
American intervention grows deeper everyday
The situation worsens, more soldiers on the way
You fight for democracy and the "American Way"
But you're not in your country, "What am I doing here?", you say
Now it's too late, you're entering Managua
If you had brought your surfboard, you could surf Nicaragua
Lessons we have learned are so easy to forget
Hints of Vietnam, how soon we all forget
First we send advisors and then go the troops
Another worthless conflict, another chance to lose
You fight for democracy and the "American Way"
Not in your country, "What am I doing here?", you say
Now it's too late, you're entering Managua
If you had brought your surfboard, you could surf Nicaragua
