They don't like it when we dance
They don't like it when we sing
They think that we're all wicked
Cause they don't like that sort of thing
They don't like it when we laugh
At things we think are daft
I really think they don't like us at all
They're so sure
they're pure
they're disgusted
They're so pissed off
they wanna cut off
your head
They're so cross
their boss
wants us all dead
Al Qaeda
...lets dance...
They think its a disgrace
For a girl to show her face
They think its pretty weird
If a man shaves off his beard
They think we're really bad
So they've started a jihad
They've declared a fatwa
Ha Ha
-- bonus --
They're so annoyed
they wanna blow up
Boyd's shed