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Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been skakin' to the top
The shiek he drove his caddilac
He went a' cruisin' down the ville
The muezzin was a' standing
On the radiator grille
★ The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric cameldrum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef had cleared the square
They began to wail
★ Repeat
Now over 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
★ Repeat
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 a shareef
Was outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
★ Repeat
He thinks it's not kosher
Fundamentally he can't take it
You know he really hates it
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been skakin' to the top
The shiek he drove his caddilac
He went a' cruisin' down the ville
The muezzin was a' standing
On the radiator grille
★ The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the Casbah rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric cameldrum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef had cleared the square
They began to wail
★ Repeat
Now over 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
★ Repeat
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 a shareef
Was outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
★ Repeat
He thinks it's not kosher
Fundamentally he can't take it
You know he really hates it