Rock The Casbah

Now the King told the boogie men,

“You have to let that raga drop.” (clap,clap)

The oil down the desert way

has been shakin’ to the top. (clap,clap)

The Sheik he drove his Cadillac,

he went a cruisin down the ville. (clap,clap)

The Muezzin was a standing

on the rad-i-a-tor grill–a-ill – a-ille. (Whoa!!!)

Shareef don’t like it!     (clap,clap)

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it!     (clap,clap)

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

By order of the prophet,

“We ban that boogie sound! (clap,clap)

Degenerate the faithful

with that crazy Casbah sound.” (clap,clap)

But the Bedouin, they brought out the electric camel drum.

The local guitar picker got his guitar picking thumb.

As soon as the Shareef had cleared the square,

They began to wail-a-ail-ail! (Ohhh!!!)

Shareef don’t like it!

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it!

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Now over at the temple

Oh, they really pack em in.

The in crowd say, “It’s cool,

to dig this chanting thing!”

But as the wind changed direction

and the temple band took five

The crowd got a whiff

of that crazy Casbah jive!!!

Shareef don’t like it!     (clap,clap)

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it!     (clap,clap)

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

The King called up his jet fighters,

He said, “You better earn your pay – ay.

Drop your bombs down between the Minarets,

down the Casbah way – yay.”

As soon as the Shareef was chauffeured out of there,

the jet pilots tuned to the cockpit radio blare.

As soon as the Shareef was outta their hair,

The jet pilots wail – ail – ailed. (Ahhh!!!)

Shareef don’t like it!

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it! He thinks it’s not kosher!

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it! Fundamentally he can’t take it!

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it! You know he really hates it!

Rock the Casbah! Rock the Casbah!

Shareef don’t like it!