The Vandals - Shi'ite Punk

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Religious dedication rushing through his veins
Cause the Shi’ite Punks don’t feel no pain — listen up
Hey you’d better set my people free
Before I body bomb your embassy
Well if no one listens to this third world punk
Grab some hostages you’ll hear his junk
He’s a mean sidewinder — he don’t take no «jive»
In the Muslim life you fight to stay alive
Shi’ite Punk lookin' for a fight
Skankin' his way through his third world place
With a big black mole in the middle of his face
He’s a Shi’ite Punk and he’s lookin' for a fight
But he’s got no time, he’s gotta catch a flight
Muhammed Vommit don’t mind the weather
He’s got Nabih Berri on the back of his leather
We gotta skinhead, clenched fists, boots to his knees
He’s a punk, don’t never say please
Shi’ite Punk lookin' for a fight
Shi’ite Punk don’t mind the weather
Living in the Middle East, don’t get many shows
For most people that’s the way it goes
Hello U.S.A let me talk to the man
We’ll release the students, we just wanna see some hands
Big time government can’t be pushed around
Caught in a bind and they’re goin' to town
I said that big time government can’t be pushed around
So we’re caught in a bind, yeah we’re goin' to town
Shi’ite Punk lookin' for a fight
Shi’ite Punk don’t mind the weather
Nabih Berri on the back of his leather
Well what can we do with the situation at hand
Tell ya what, better meet our demands
Want a blonde and a Rolls Royce bullets for my gun
Wine coolers and a nuclear bomb
Want a freedom for my people, no religious persecution
Give me this and there’ll be no revolution
Want a record contract for my band
Yeah we’re goin' on tour all the way to Graceland
Shi’ite Punk lookin' for a fight
No time, I’ve gotta catch a flight
Shi’ite Punk don’t mind the weather
Nabih Berri on the back of his leather
Religious dedication rushing through his veins
Cause the Shi’ite Punks don’t feel no pain — listen up
Hey you’d better set my people free
Before I body bomb your embassy
Well if no one listens to this third world punk
Grab some hostages you’ll hear his junk
He’s a mean sidewinder — he don’t take no «jive»
In the Muslim life you fight to stay alive
Shi’ite Punk lookin' for a fight
Shi’ite Punk don’t mind the weather