Rock the Casbah - Rock Masters

Now the king told the boogie men

You have to let that raga drop

The oil down the desert way

Has been shakin' to the top

The Sheik he drove his Cadillac

He went a' cruisin' down the ville

The muezzin was a' standing

On the radiator grille

The Shareef don’t like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

The Shareef don’t like it

Rock the Casbah

Rock the Casbah

By order of the prophet

We ban that boogie sound

Degenerate the faithful

With that craazy Casbah sound

But the Bedouin they brought out

The electric camel drum

The local guitar picker

Got his guitar picking thumb

As soon as the Shareef

Had cleared the square

They began to wail

Now over at the temple

Oh!

They really pack 'em in

The in crowd say it’s cool

To dig this chanting thing

But as the wind changed direction

The temple band took five

The crowd caught a wiff

Of that crazy Casbah jive

The king called up his jet fighters

He said you better earn your pay

Drop your bombs between the minarets

Down the Casbah way

As soon as the Shareef was

Chauffeured outta there

The jet pilots tuned to

The cockpit radio blare

As soon as the Shareef was

Outta their hair

The jet pilots wailed

He thinks it’s not kosher

Fundamentally he can’t take it.

You know he really hates it.

Really really hates it!