Story Behind The Song

I'm not sure why terrorists do what they do but they appear to feel justified. It's a mystery

Song Description

An attempt to understand the psychology of terrorism without judgement

Lyrics

Beat up little refugees with big pathetic eyes
watching from my t.v. breathing dirt, dust & flies
Hoping for a handout. By the winter snowfall,
they'll be gone
They dont know 'bout no koran
and the Jihad wont keep them warm
god don't have much meaning
without a home

My father was a holy man and always did his best
Never met a stranger, or refused a guest.
But he had an eye for evil and he saw it far across the sea
He saw the shapes of sinful women do damnation on t.v.
He heard the choir of satan as he held me on his knee

These word we live by are the lies we die by
it sometimes gets too close
Gonna see the red sky as I fly
in allahs' air force

Now I'm watching the forbidden curves of naked nylon thighs
gettin me some farewell american pie
drinking demon alcohol and watching satellitie t.v
I got my cell phone in my pocket. Got Snow white Nikes on my feet
and i look just like the people that I hate

refrain