Hell Of A Thing

"I Will Say Allah Akbar!" -- Zubeidat Tsarnaeva


Each one of you, grab a box

Filled with magma, nails and rocks.

Conceal it under shabby clothes

To ensure nobody knows.


Now that we've all gathered here.

Letís embrace and shed no tear.

Stand up tall, full, and proud

And walk into the largest crowd.

Itís a Hell of a Thing

But the joy that you will bring.

And were we are to rise and shine

After the deed is done.


It's easy to fool Scotland Yard,

Use this Italian ID card.

And if they still think it's weird,

It doesnít hurt to loose the beard.

Itís a Hell of a Thing

Pretty massive undertaking.

But there youíll be to rise and shine

After the deed is done.


They donít know what pain is.

Forgot what the game is.

Letís get them while theyíre still happy.

Yeah, sure, theyíll blame us,

Criticize and shame us

But words donít count so letís make it snappy.

Theyíll see whoís happy


Donít you stray and miss your mark.

Youíre the fire. Youíre the spark,

So heavenly in you motherís eyes.

Did you say your last good-byes?

And those bells will ring

As a choir of virgins sing.

So blissfully, you'll pull the twine

And blow 'em to kingdome come.

Itís a hell of a thing.

Killing another human being.

And here we are to rise and shine

After the deed is done.

After the deed is done.

After the deed is done.


©2002

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