A good friend of mine named Muhammed Allah bin Muhammed wrote this song, and he told me it was the perfect Middle Eastern song. I told him it was not the perfect Middle Eastern song because it didn't mention anything about goats, or camels, or magic carpets, the mosque, or chewing qat.
Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song and he sent it to me
And after reading it I realized that my friend had written the perfect Middle Eastern song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album
The last verse goes like this here
Well, I was high the day my goat got out of prayers
And I went to pick her up in the blowing sand
But before I could get to the mosque on my flying rug
She got run over by a caravan
And I'll fly around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing' in the haboob, no
But you don't have to call me Mohammed, Muhammad!
You're never even bombing
Well, I wonder why you're not bombing
Why aren't you ever bombing in my name