Al Qaeda

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