how many of my fellow country men are going to die
was the question on my mind
gazing up into the killing sky
two planes burning in my brain
framed by the crystal clear blue morning in september
when they died
as they fell out of the sky
streaming out
racing in to help the others behind
and then the world came crashing down to the ground
all around there was a sound that went......
as-saláamu alái-kum brother, grab a gun
you're gonna have to run for cover when america comes
you can murder in the name of islam but it's not the will of allah
as-saláamu alái-kum man, if i were you
i'd try to get some respect for the red, white, and blue
if you don't make a peace with the money we pay
we'll drop by and civilize you the american way
now i turn my eye to the sleeper on the inside (i spy a sleeper)
sympathizer with the murder and the lies
you criticize the way we want to live our lives
while you live that life
you're just a hypocrite waiting for the time
when you think your gonna rise up
like jihad johnny on mission americide
behead the great satan
the arrogant nation that dares to keep freedom alive
as-saláamu alái-kum brother, grab a gun
you're gonna have to run for cover when america comes
just a thug with a bug and a strap on bomb
you're a coward undercover
as-saláamu alái-kum buddy, get it straight
there's no god in my heaven telling me who to hate
you know you're killing your religion when you scream jihad
and you dishonor your faith when you kill in the name of god
conscientious objectors with their molotov agendas say
"try to understand, it's all about perspective"
hey,
you want perspective?
here's my perspective
at least killing our civilians ain't our prime directive
i don't care if you don't like what i'm all about
but if you don't like my country get the f... out
in arabic i taste the war on the desert breeze
in t
