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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once I was thinking of building a shopping plaza, just along the Gaza strip But those Israeli's being what they are I thought my sales could take a dip So, I thought I'd build a set of tunnels, starting from just beneath my feet The guy from Hamas came and thought my tunnel plans looked quite neat I employed a load of freeloading Egyptian labourers I got 'em on the cheap I paid ‘em with unwanted skull caps and a load of knocked off kosher meat We built a cafe' serving up falafel and played loud music to cover up the din And, it must have worked as the locals never seemed to have heard a thing Took us over 3 months to reach the darn Israelis wall of concrete and steel Damn; if they were not waiting for us, shouting, are you lot for flippin’ real They sent all of us back to Gaza; with a rocket launcher up everyone's ass Shouting; you ain't getting in here sunshine’s, not without a flaming’ pass The Egyptians were not very happy, but hey that's not so unusual for them Thinking of employing us to build another tunnel, well, you can think again We then all arrived back at the Syed café; just to find, it had shut up sharp Apparently; there had been a 100% sale on down at the bazaar super mart The Egyptians; looking a ghostly white from months of working in the dust Suddenly disappeared; they had all absconded outta here, on the local bus Sitting on a dusty chair down at the Syed cafe; I watched as Gaza did burn While totting up the jukebox to the sounds of, The House of the Rising Sun O' a Palestinians’ lot, is not a happy lot, of this, you can be more than sure Just ask anyone from Farah to Beit Hanoun, they all know the bloody score The guy from Hamas reappeared, saying those tunnel plans looked quite neat Have a thousand unwanted skull caps, and a load of knocked off kosher meat Well, the Palestinians’ lot, is not a happy lot, but in the end we will not be beat So I opened a local vendor stall, just a stone's throw at the bottom of my street Selling a thousand unwanted skull caps and a load of knocked off kosher meat Lulling the days when a guy from Hamas thought my tunnel plans looked neat
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