Woorden: Tribe After Tribe. Enchanted Entrance. War Sheik.

In a raving sky
hear the f14's go by
dropping bombs again
bombs are falling down like rain
on the family house
family hiding from the rain
holy

one flew over again
shook the dust from his kaftan
must he learn to kill
must he follow his gods will

in a holy war
in war for his own clan
falling
war sheik

one flew over again
trucked from hell
must he learn to kill
must he follow his god
to drive them away

war sheik lives in houses in very high plains
war sheik fears no battles or the dying of names
war sheik wears the camouflage in very fine ways
war sheik hears the howling from very far away