Hot Sunni sun pa**es moaning mosque spire B-company's pinned down under heavy fire Underneath the palms there's improvised bombs Because Jihad Johnny knows Yankee is a liar An eye for an eye and blood for Texas tea At the call to prayer al-Qaeda's on its knees Isaac versus Ishmael, Allah versus Christ Zarqawi's on the offense picking up the beat There's celebratory fire and a purple thumb vote Tom Cruise is on the saudi from the Gulf love boat Smart bombs are coming, see the children running The dead, they are all laughing, but we don't get the joke An eye for an eye and blood for Texas tea At the call to prayer al-Qaeda's on its knees Isaac versus Ishmael, Allah versus Christ Zarqawi's on the offense picking up the beat They lost another friend today It's getting rough over there, they say the whole thing's f**ed I wish the boys were back, at least I know they're still alive Another letter from Iraq Presents full of Christmas loot All that's left of Bullet Billy is a pair of bloody boots His mom is on the phone, his girl is all alone We all stand in the rain for a twenty-one gun salute