[sheik yerbouty]

“With a bomb belts red glare
Nails were piercing the air
Were proof of the fright
Of the sheetheads foul scheming..’

[Sender]

And the rocket's red glare,
the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night
That we torched their whole lair.

Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free, or those who live in a cave?