A New Year, A New Day

I got out some old vinyl records last night and tried to boo gee like I did when I was a lad, but the times they have a chang'ed. Not a moment too soon.

I Am the Wa-allahrus Lyrics
The Biet-allahs

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are ummah all together.
See how they run like pigs from a Muslim, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Sitting on a prayermat, waiting for the imam to come.
Haliburton Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Sunday.
IMAM, you been an infidel, you should let your beard grow long.
I am the iman, they are the imam, I am the wa-allahrus,
koo koo k'kabba

Mecca City taliban sitting
Pretty little imams in a row.
See how they pray like Aisha on a date, see how they cry.
I'm crying.
I'm cry------------ing, I'm crying.

Yellow coran custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabakoran fish-mo, pornographic imam,
Boy, you been a naughty kafir and you let your gellebiah down.
I am the imam, they are the imam, I am the wa-allahrus,
koo koo k'kabba.

Sitting in a Janna garden waiting for the Mo.
If the Mo don't come, you get stoned from
Standing in the rain of rocks.
I am the imam, they are the imam, I am the wa-allahrus,
koo koo k'kabba, koo koo koo k'kabba.

And to think I used to like this stuff. Thank God I'm older now, and wiser. Bud Wiser.