JIHAD BLUES

JIHAD BLUES

...with all due praise and glory to Steely Dan (pbuh) and Deacon Blues

This is the age of expanding jihad.
Our rage is no shame, when we're behaving bad.
It seems like only yesterday, the Caliphate went away
Crusaders, Jew Invaders, all make the past replay.
You call me fanatic, and mine's truly a crazy dream.
But virgins in heaven are all part of Allah's scheme.
It's useless to ask me why,
I pull the cord and wave goodbye;
I'll blow you to Kingdom Come.
Praise Allah, for making death fun....

Learn to work the IEDs,
To justly murder the infidel,
Read the Quran all night long,
And make my way to hell.
They've got a name for the winners in the world,
I only know how to lose.
They call other losers the mujahadeen...
Just call me Jihad Blues (Jihad Blues).

I'm just a poor helpless victim of Western greed,
My virtue's in what I say and not in my deed.
I want your willing submission to Allah the great--
And if you don't agree, then you'll get a taste of my hate.
I swarm like wild ants when Israel bombs the street.
Hide behind innocent children so I can avoid the heat.
I love making videos
As I behead those GI Joes--
My psychotic world,
Where insanity's all unfurled....

Learn to work the IEDs,
To justly murder the infidel,
Read the Quran all night long,
And make my way to hell.
They've got a name for the winners in the world,
I only know how to lose.
They call other losers the mujahadeen...
Call me Jihad Blues.

So this is the time of expanding jihad.
I take one last look as I depart Baghdad
And leave quickly for Lebanon,
Praise Allah the jihad is never done.
One day I'll finally be free,
To enjoy sex for eternity!

Learn to work the IEDs,
To justly murder the infidel,
Read the Quran all night long,
And make my way to hell.
They've got a name for the winners in the world,
I only know how to lose.
They call other losers the mujahadeen...
Call me Jihad Blues.