Chew my qat and kill my goat, Leave my women on the door step.

Once I beat my meat, Bomb the Sunni's side of the street.

When I meet my friends I curse, Rage and writhe and shake with vengeance.

Killing all I meet, On theSunnis's side of the street.

I used to fill life with pain,Smoke and sulk, smoke again,

Had the black mark of Cain: Now I'm not mad: Got Jihad.

Got my hopes on Paradise, Got my handy detonator,

Exploding's such a treat On the Sunnis's side of the street

On the Sunnis's, on that Sunni's side of the street

Got my hopes on Paradise,

Got my handy detonator,

Exploding's such a treat

On the Sunnis's side of the street