9/11


Remember, remember,
11th of September.
I know of no reason
why twin towers and plot
should ever be forgot.
Bin Laden, Bin Laden,
it was his intent,
to blow up the free trade
and whatever that meant.
Two score planes were fueled up high,
don't ask your president why.
By god's providence weren't caught
they hit the towers, he thought:
Hooray boys, let the mueddin sing,
hooray boys, let the church bells ring.
Hip hop Jihad,
hip hop, I'm bad.
A penny loaf to feed old pope,
a farting blaze to choke him.
A glass of tea to rinse him down,
a paradise to live in.
Burn them in a maze of tar,
up they go, a blazing star.
Burn them down from toe to head,
then we'll say old west is dead.

Remember, remember,
in the dark of the nights
that two wicked systems
stole our rights.