We call it the Taliban Song.
Everybody snap your fingers,
come on.
Check it out.
I'm just a middle -aged,
Middle Eastern, camel -herding man
I got a little two -bedroom cave
here in North Afghanistan
Thing s used
to be real nice
when they got out of hand
Since they moved in,
they call themselves the Taliban
Oh yeah, the Taliban
Oh, the Taliban, baby
Oh, yeah. yeah.
Oh,
Oh, I ain't seen my wife's face
since they came here.
They make her wear a scarf
over her head
that covers her from ear to ear.
She loves the desert
and the hot white sand.
But man,
she just like me.
Now she can't stand the Taliban.
Ooh, the Taliban, baby.
but you know
someday soon
we're both gonna saddle up
and it'll be ride camel ride
my old lady should be
here with me
just smiling right by my side
we should do just fine out
around Palestine
or maybe Turk
menistan
We'll bid a fare -a -do
and flip the finger to
the Taliban
I know where you're coming from,
brother
This is a patriotic love song,
so y 'all feel free to sa
lute if you want to
I'll give you permission
Now they attacked New York City
cause they thought they could win
Said they would stand and fight
until the very bloody end
Mr. Bush got on the phone
with Iraq and Iran
And said now
you sons of bitches
you better not be doin' any business
with that Taliban -
-
So we prayed to Allah
with all of our might
Until those big U
But you know someday soon
we're both gonna saddle up
And it'll be right camel ride
My old lady, she'll be here with me
Just smiling right by my side
We used to do just fine out
around Palestine
Or maybe Turkmenistan
We'll bid a fair adieu
and flip a couple fingers
a to the Taliban
Whip it a fair odd new
And give a big boner to the Taliban
Taliban
Oh, man