Ode to Yemen

Yemen, Yemen

I want to go to Yemen, the land where the camels fly free.

Terror, terror, I want to see some terror,

A place where I can finally be me.

Yemen, Yemen

An AK-47, breakfast at the local water hole

‘Sama, ‘Sama, I want to meet Osama

And nail him from his toenails to a pole.

Yemen, Yemen,

I wish it rhymed with "semen"

'Cause all it does is rape the world

Yemen, Yemen

And you can count to seven

Because that's about how many seconds a 600-megaton bomb would take to make Yemen just a big goddamn hole where a smaller goddamn hole existed before.