Keffiyeh Barrel

Verse 1 I watch the news from my café chair, The screen lights up with that same old stare. Ain’t it rich? Uncle Sam rolls in with a keffiyeh on, Aviators shining like he wrote the song. “Freedom for all!” — but the barrel starts to leak again… Pre-Chorus And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know When the drones go buzzing, the dollars start raining down… Chorus Democracy oil — must be funny In the rich man’s world Democracy oil — always sunny In the rich man’s world Aha-ahaaa All the things we could do If we had a little money It’s a rich man’s world It’s a rich man’s world Verse 2 He promises peace with a golden tap, But the oil keeps flowing to the same old map. Ain’t it sweet? One hand drops fries, the other drops flags, While the camel in sunglasses reads the fine print that says: “Stability now… terms and conditions apply!” Pre-Chorus And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know When the jets fly over, the hearts made of dollars fall… Chorus Democracy oil — must be funny In the rich man’s world Democracy oil — raining money In the leader’s world Aha-ahaaa All the things we could do If we had a little money It’s a rich man’s world It’s a rich man’s world Bridge (spoken/sung with heavy sarcasm) One camel holds a sign: “Yankee Go Home…” The other camel adds: “…But leave the cash and the drone!” Starbucks in Baghdad, McDonald’s in the sand, “Spreading democracy since forever… oil not included, my friend.” Final Chorus (louder, with desert echo) Democracy oil — it’s so funny In the Middle East tonight Democracy oil — keep it coming We’ll take the cash, you keep the fight! Aha-ahaaa All the things we could do If we had a little money It’s a rich man’s world It’s a rich man’s world… Outro (fading with camel bells) So here’s to the leader in sandals and shades, Confused but generous in all the wrong ways. From the souk to the White House, the joke never ends… Democracy oil… my friend.