It's alright to tell me
My new vest is ugly
But I'd run if I'm you
When I walk behind you
I blow up and kill men
And women and children
And kitties and doggies
This building is falling down
A six-pack would be great
The bad look a few chains
But I'm in to roses
And good old explosives
On airplanes at airports
I'm blowing up people
And emus and monkeys
If it moves I'm killing it
And I'll wake up in heaven
And I'll learn that I'm dead
And Muhammad is my friend
Let's screw our virgins
When I'm yelling: "God is good!"
And wearing explosive stuff
Infidels are all fucked
Well, I guess this is blowing up
Well, I guess this is blowing up
And maybe I see Jews
Making movies in Hebrew
I'll show up and walk by
And blow up some Rabbis
And I'll die, so will they
We'll be dead, it's okay
We all had a good life
So jihad, salam, goodbye
And I'll wake up in heaven
And I'll learn that I'm dead
And Muhammad is my friend
Let's screw our virgins
When I'm yelling god is good
And wearing explosive stuff
Infidels are all fucked
Well, I guess this is blowing up
Next in line?
Hey, bro, my name is Ahmed Ahbaha
I'm sorry, you're not on the list to enter paradise
But I blew myself up by the school bus full of infidels
I have you down for a musturbating accident in Yemen
Urgh, fucking Osama!
Well, I guess this is blowing up
Well, I guess this is blowing up
Well, I guess this is blowing up
Well, I guess this is blowing up
Well, I guess this is blowing up
