Airplane rides, child brides, and women dressed in black,
the early morning call to prayer reminds me of Iraq.
Oil money buying bombs from dear friend uncle Sam
own your wives, beat your kids but don’t eat any ham.
Nine-eleven, SUV’s, salute the dollar bill
eat these bread and circuses until we’ve had our fill.
Support radicalization to stay up on your throne
bless me father I have sinned and now I must atone
for man made Gods and lightning rods, civilian casualties
Yemen lays in ruin so won’t you pay attention, please
they use God to control you but they’re Godless psychopaths
as they dictate with religion, if God is real they’ll feel her wrath
and if you judge us by the friends we keep, what of the House of Saud?
drink this wine and eat this bread, is it illusion or is it fraud?
but the devils in the details, they’ve curtailed basic human rights
but we don’t care, though its not fair
it’s out of mind and out of sight
and out of context and out of gasoline
and out of line and out of time
must wake now from the dream
who killed the messenger,
who cut the date palms down
who tamed the shrew,
who trained the crew
who turned the planes around
who drowned in crude oil
who crowned this house of fraud
who drank the wine
who did opine
who let them speak for God?