You get a shiv in the dark
And thereâs shrapnel in the park, but meantime
South of the Euphrates, Iraqi cops hold everything
Bands of Sunnis blowing IEDs at noon time
You feel all right if your ears donât ring
Outside the mosque you donât see too many faces
Shouting out in pain when al Jazeera goes down
Partitioning in so many places
Not many minarets can make that sound
Way on down south, way on down south, Basra town
You check out setar George, he shakes all the gourds
Mind heâs strictly Islam, no Sufis got to cry or sing
An old tanbur is all he can afford
When heâs up on the minaret to do the muezzin thing
And Ali doesnât mind if heâs kept behind the screen
He says his morning prayers, so itâs all right
He can call the adhan, and still toe the line
Praying it up on Friday night
We are the Sultans, we are the Sultans of swine
And a bunch of young boomers crowding âround on the corner
Dressed in djellebas and their slippers, curly toed
They donât give a damn about any tombak playing band
It has no part of Islamâs seal
And the Sultans, and the Sultans they squeal
And the imam he sits up tall in the prayer room
And says at last just as the muezzin whines
âInshâallah, goodnight now its time to go boom'
and his prayer contains just one more line
âWe are the Sultans, we are the Sultans of swineâ
So glad you liked it. Came to me in a stroke and I knew it had to be done. The song is an absolute classic and one of my total favorites, but it's title alone begged for a little "treatment" (otherwise known as filking). Cranking the lyrics took about three hours last night and it is presented for your delectation as a personal Thanksgiving gift to all of my compatriots at Rantburg.
However funny the lyrics might be (and they are), they are also meant without the least jesting as well. These Islamist b@stards truly are the sultans of swine.
A multi-volume chronology and reference guide set detailing three years of the Mexican Drug War between 2010 and 2012.
Rantburg.com and borderlandbeat.com correspondent and author Chris Covert presents his first non-fiction work detailing
the drug and gang related violence in Mexico.
Chris gives us Mexican press dispatches of drug and gang war violence
over three years, presented in a multi volume set intended to chronicle the death, violence and mayhem which has
dominated Mexico for six years.
Rantburg was assembled from recycled algorithms in the United States of America. No
trees were destroyed in the production of this weblog. We did hurt some, though. Sorry.
