Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his and a whole lot of style. Shady Rashan to kill and to rob And one day without provoked He killed Bob (And ain't right.) Well right in the street Bob lay at feet And stared, no one dared to compete. Nobody there to compete. cared when Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look away like Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. Chuck Al Hashib was a man of the A fez on his and a gun in his hands. He had thirty in a black bandolier, A in his sock, and a bug in his ear. Bad news fast, so did Chuck, so they say. For what Shady did Chuck would make pay. Al Hashib was on his way. Nobody cared when Bob Nobody cared to try and him Hey look away pretend Bob was never there to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. Shady was afraid: he assassins to save his ass And they sharpened up swords, Hawked loogs and until Chuck arrived. Slowly across the dunes he on a camel hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He whipped out his gun and it well. Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the and killed them dead. He took his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan hurled at Chuck's feet for Chuck to please let him go free. But Chuck lit his bomb and he blew up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody cared Bob died Nobody cared to try and him Hey look pretend like Bob was never there to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. is on his way, hey.