A little song I wrote to the tune of
“Takin’ Care of Business” by Randy Bachman.
WORKIN’ FOR BIN LADEN
You get up Tuesday morning
We don’t give no warning
Take the 8:15 out of Logan
There’ll be stabbing, there’ll be cutting
But that ain’t hardly nothing
There’s a whole lot gonna get broken
And if the plane’s on time
You can hit the tower by nine
Then in paradise you’re gonna get your pay
There’ll be people unemployed
And they sure will be annoyed
When they see their mighty towers blown away
And you’ll be doin’ it for Allah, gotta fly
Doin’ it for Allah, flying high
You’ll be doin’ it for Allah, don’t ask why
Doin’ it for Allah, today you’re gonna die
Look out!
In the pilot’s position
You could be a munition
If just learn to fly the plane level
You can go to flight school
If you play it all cool
Don’t let on that you’re a suicidal devil
People look up at the sun
As your plane hits World Trade One
They won’t believe you meant it this way
All the Yanks will be annoyed
When they see what you destroyed
Their towers turned to nothing in a day
And we be workin’ for bin Laden, gotta fly
Workin’ for bin Laden, flying high
You are workin’ for bin Laden, don’t ask why
Workin’ for bin Laden, today you’re gonna die
Look out!
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