There was a mad bomber in Riyadh,
Who decided to wear suits of plaid.
With bombs in the pockets
And a cache of rockets,
His wife gave him all that Ji-had.
One day as I sat 'neath a ladder,
One day as I sat 'neath a ladder,
I thought of what could make me gladder
One day as I sat 'neath a ladder,
I thought of what could make me gladder.
I wished for some booze
One day as I sat 'neath a ladder,
I thought of what could make me gladder.
I wished for some booze,
When along came Tom Cruise
One day as I sat 'neath a ladder,
I thought of what could make me gladder.
I wished for some booze,
When along came Tom Cruise
With some hooch that caused pain in my bladder.
As a barber was cutting my hair,
As a barber was cutting my hair,
He suddenly rotated the chair
As a barber was cutting my hair,
He suddenly rotated the chair.
I cried, ‘Oh my God’,
As a barber was cutting my hair,
He suddenly rotated the chair.
I cried, “Oh my God,
I’ve employed Sweeney Todd!”
As a barber was cutting my hair,
He suddenly rotated the chair.
I cried, “Oh my God,
I’ve employed Sweeney Todd!”
And I quickly got out of there!
I don’t like Barack Obama
I don’t like Barack Obama
I’ve heard he had sex with a llama
I don’t like Barack Obama
I’ve heard he had sex with a llama
He’s clearly a commie
I don’t like Barack Obama.
I’ve heard he had sex with a llama.
He’s clearly a commie
Who mistreats salami.
I don’t like Barack Obama.
I’ve heard he had sex with a llama.
He’s clearly a commie
Who mistreats salami.
And prob’ly had sex with Osama.
Your turn to start another, Thin Ice.
Okay. Anyone who cares to start, please do so -
Oops
A comely young girl in a garden
A comely young girl in a garden
Trimmed her bush just to make the boys harden
A comely young girl in a garden
Trimmed her bush just to make the boys harden
But a snip went too far
A comely young girl in a garden
Trimmed her bush just to make the boys harden
But a snip went too far,
Her pudenda is in a jar,
A comely young girl in a garden
Trimmed her bush just to make the boys harden
But a snip went too far,
Her pudenda is in a jar,
And it resembles the face of Bin Laden.
I don’t think I’d like sleeping with Cait,