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![]() Ode to the Taliban Hotel(Heartbreak Hotel) Since Osama left me I’m reading the Qu’iran in Hell Located in suburban Pakistan In a place called the Taliban Hotel Baby it’s so lonely Baby, Jihad is empty Baby Can’t fight the infidels, I can cry Can’t go to the movies Can’t take my Porsche from home Have to play cards with my seven wives Or get decimated by a drone Baby it’s so lonely Baby, Jihad is empty Baby Can’t fight the infidels, I can cry I belonged to the Pakistan Golf Club My barber told me jokes I ordered our Burqas from Bloomingdales I dined with the Pakistan President’s folks Baby it’s so lonely Baby, Jihad is empty Baby Can’t fight the infidels, I can cry Navy Seals came in uninvited We were watching Oprah like some fools The only think left of our Osama Was a few worthless, molecules So let this be Allah’s lesson In Afghanistan I can no longer dwell Living out my days in the 17th Century In a place called the Taliban Hotel Baby it’s so lonely Baby, Jihad is empty Baby Can’t fight the infidels, I can cry Send this Whackocard to your friends! |