Do yo think you could come up with some lyrics?
They scream and shout
All about a simple Danish cartoon
They get down upon the floor
And bow to a god of the moon
They live in tents upon the sand
with camels, sheep and goats
they never eat with their left hand
But wear sheets instead of coats
I really to have to say it
And I very firmly feel
Sharia's not an asset to the world
I'd like to say a word in their behalf
Islam makes me laugh (NOT!)
How do you solve a problem like Sharia?
How do you stop a weird and violent sect?
How do you find a word that means Sharia?
A crazy mob who wants to see the world wrecked.
Many a thing you know you'd like to tell them
Many a thing they ought to understand
But how do you make them stay
And listen to all you say
How do you tell them to go and pound some sand?
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Sharia?
How do you keep the moonbats in their land?
When I'm hear them I’m enraged
How did these loonies get uncaged?
And I know exactly what we need to do
We should lance them like a boil
Let them keep their bloody oil
And bid them a not-so-fond adieu
They treat their women like cattle
Just another piece of chattel
Even their own mother, sister and wife
They will jump into the saddle
At the slightest sound of battle
Because they seem to love Death more than they do Life
How do you solve a problem like Sharia?
How do you stop a weird and violent sect?
How do you find a word that means Sharia?
A crazy mob who wants to see the world wrecked.
Oh, how do you solve a problem like Sharia?
How do you keep the moonbats in their land?