The hot Sunni sun Passes Moaning Mosque Spire B-company's pinned down And under heavy fire Underneath the palms There's improvised bombs Because Jihad Johnny Knows- Yankee is a liar An eye for an eye And blood for Texas Tea At the call to prayer Al Queda's on his knees Isac vs. Ishmael Allah vs. Christ Somebody is on the offense Picking up the beat There's celebratory fire And a purple thumb vote Tom cruise is on a sortie From a gulf love boat Smart bombs are a coming See the children running The dead are all laughing But we don't get the joke An eye for an eye And blood for Texas Tea At the call to prayer Al Queda's on his knees Isac vs. Ishmael Allah vs. Christ Somebody is on the offense Picking up the beat They lost another friend today It's getting rough over there They say the whole things fucked I wish the boys were back At least I know they're still alive Another letter from Iraq Presents full of Christmas loot All that's left of Bullet Billy Is a pair of bloody boots His mom is on the phone His girl is all alone We all stand in the rain For a twenty-one gun salute