Sharif don't like it
Hoy, small fry!
I suppose you've been sailing for hours, trying to dredge up treasure!
You know those treasure markers, the ones that disappear when you get near them? They were my idea! It's all just to piss you off!
That'll teach you to throw matzoh balls in the sea! I almost ate one of them, bastard.
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| Radio Allah says:
She's got electric boobs! |
posted by martyjohns at 8/29/2004
17 Comments:
The Beastie Boys cover is pretty good.
All we here is Radio Allah
Radio Vishnu
Radio Kalimah
All we here is...Radio Allah
Catholic Fatha
no he's not a Jeww...ohhh
building a....syn...a....gogue...near...you....
Video killed the radio Shah,
video killed the radio shah,
In my dreams, blow up your car,
We can't be kind says the fatwa.
hahahahahahahaha
Someone do the obvious CnC Music Factory song:
hmmm = boom
The farmer infidel,
The farmer infidel,
HI-ho, it's time to blow up
The farmer infidel.
relax, dont do it,
when u wanna de-jew it.
relax, dont do it,
when you wanna bomb.
relax, dont do it,
tho allah says to get to it.
relax, dont do it,
when you wanna bomb.
...
Hit me.
Hit me.
Hit me with your (US provided) M sixteeeeeeens
Here is Sharon...
Jowls in your face.
The fence is back in your place
and I don't spare a dime...
..to shoot rockets in Palestine
Jumplittlechildren
JumpwhereisAllahJUmpJUMP!
And I'm here to combine
F-15 Eagles
Heat seeking missiles
dont take a chance
by wearing red pants,
guys grab some floor
or hide in the door
Your armor's poor
Othello the Moor!
Try to get married
without gettin buried
....blah blah blah
Carry-on needs searchin', son
X-ray beeps and you are done
It may be the way you're dressed
Don't you fly no more
LOOK
If you had one shot
one opportunity
to blow up everything you've ever dreamed of
would you demolish that Tel Aviv Uno's?
Or just let it sit?
His arms are like jelly
Feelin smelly
but hell we knew that already
Arabs are sweaty
He's weirded but on the surface he is heavily bearded
it's only 4 feet but thas coz he just sheared it
And his Q'uran's held tight in his left hand
His right "went bad" from rippin off the man
He's walkin and the timer's tickin and tockin
The clock's run out, timer's over, BAM!
Snap up to the heavenly, virgins there's only three?
oh! this is new! musta skipped a few lines in the tome
of Allah, and they are all so damn hairy!
No, he won't have it! he knows Q'uran so back and forth
It dont matter he's stuck
he knows that but oh f***
He was fooled by that crap
about rapture, that trim ever after, but
Man, Islam's post life's so ill
makes me think that Allah maybe forgot to pay the bill...
you betta
Lose yer bomb, in a school, or a mosque it don’t matter
Just better let it go, go you only get one shot do not take your
Chance to blow up stuff coz Allah’s housing four guys in a 2 br, yo
….and so on…..
and your Allah don't know how it feels
to be thick
as a brick
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother cannot leave the nest
the kids have bombs strapped to their chests.
Sister's saying in her sleep,
"why can't I read?"
Brother's got to rape the sheep
then pray for a while.
Our house
in the middle of Kabul
Our house
in the middle of Kabul
All the laundry is so red
Brother's been to a parade,
he said,
they all put chizsels in their heads.
Our home is underground....
coz there's always something coming down
and it's usually quite loud.
Our House
in the middle of Kabul
Our House
in the middle of Kabul
Our House
priests are blowing up the school
our house
I love U.N. airdropped gruel...
...GKS go to bed
My son turned ten just the other day
said thanks for the bomb, dad
I'll make them pay.
Can you teach me to blow?
I said I'll show the way
to Allah to you
He said hip hooray
He understood though his mom never did
She said this isn't helping him, please
You know this isn't helping him
Now the kid's in a crater
near a hotel ruin
Little boy blew
up some men in the dunes
Hey, you know my next son
is nearly ten
He'll head for heaven then
We're gonna have a good time then
----
That was depressing.
Osama went down to Basra
he was lookin for a rube to fool.
Was like shootin fish
coz for his every wish
he could find a qu'ran-thumping tool.
When he came upon a young boy
watchin Knight Rider on an old TV
Osama jumped up on a burnt-out car
and said "boy you better listen to me"
CNN doesn't tell anyone
but I'm a Knight Rider fan too
and if you'd like
to ride this bike
I've got a surprise for you.
All you gotta do is ride this "bike" up to the school
with these cool black 'decals'
so all yer pals
will think yer real cool.
The boy said "those look heavy"
"but it's so cool that they glow."
"And that read swooshy bit looks just like KITT"
"so you got a deal! let's go!"
Basra boy you head for school
and push those pedals fast
those 'decals' may weigh 50 pounds
but you will have a 'blast'
And if you reach the school
Wolf Blizter's gonna have a day
but if you don't...
...well yer f***ed either way....
(cue spinny Arab dancing with AK-47 wedding crap)
Osama bowed his head because he felt a sense of pride.
It aint easy fanning the flames of hate when yer kidneys are all fried.
As the boy rode away and went over a dune he yelled a loud "thank you."
But Osama said DOH! when he heard the boy go "hey what's this button do...." PSHSSSHH!!
Fire on the sand dune does me no good..
(fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle)
Shoulda used a safety switch...they TOLD me I should.
(fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle)
Gotta go buy me a new bomb car
(fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle)
I'll get a van with blacked-out windows for zero APR!
(cue spinny Arab dancing with AK-47 wedding crap)
There was a young man from Basra
Loadind hexogen into a car
When asked whats the plan
He said dont really know
But this mother should make one hell of a bang
I never knew a guy who carried a timer in his pocket
And a bomb in his beard, just in case
And all that extra C4 'tween your toes oughtta blow it
'Cause Allah forbid every non-Arab race
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're chosen
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're Omar Sharif
Okay, so you can crash a 767
That don't impress me much
So you got the shoes but have you got the match?
Don't get me wrong, yeah you're sure full of spite
But that won't get me bombed in the middle of the night
In a mosque in Toledo, across from the depot, on a prayer mat she took off her fuse.
I thought I'd get closer, so I walked on over, sat down, and stoned her for shame.
When the rocks squarely hit her, she said I'm no quitter and I finally quit livin' on screams;
I'm hungry for slaughter, and to reach the hereafter, I'm after whatever the blast wave can singe.
In the mirror I saw Rahim, and I closely watched Rahim, I thought how he looked out of place;
He came to the woman, and prayed down beside me, he had human waste on his face.
His big hands were calloused, he looked like Mohammed, for a minute I thought I was dead; But he started tickin, the relays were clickin, as he turned to the woman and said:
You picked a fine time to detonate Lucille; with only four children within the blast field. I've had some fatwas, lived through some sad-was, but this time the hurtin won't heal -- you picked a fine time to detonate Lucille.
I want you to know
You’ve offended me
You can’t draw very well
Mohammed, my butt!
There is so much that is wrong!
His beard is too long
and I don’t think it should have so many curls.
You made his stubble too rough!
Someone looking so tough
would never land a 6 or 9 year old girl!
If you read carefully
You can see, on page 3
Of the Kuran, that the prophet was not cross-eyed.
(nooooooooooo)
In nowhere in the holy book
can you look and his nose was two feet wide!
From the side? Hmm…ok…but Rushdie still lied!
And I’m here
To remind you
That we’re not all killers of infidels!
Now ‘scuse me
Never mind me
I’m just off to blow up a hospital.
U U U watch me blow!
Don’t get me going
On his silly hat
How could he tell the time
with the clock facing like that?
You think with glasses that thick
he would get any chicks?
In fact I doubt in his time they had opticians.
And with that hair on his tongue
And the way that it hung
Not even sheep would grant the prophet admission!
If you listened to us
You would see our genius
In the way we depict Jehovah or Christ.
(with hoooooorns)
But how come when we do, you don’t burn flags?
Don’t you know how much fun there is to be had?
To be had!...You make us LOOK bad!
And I’m here
With my coat on
Even though outside it’s 90 degrees…
But don’t fear,
I’m a good one,
Could you tell me where are the embassies?
U U U watch me blow!
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