West Bank Story: The Musical

The blood’ll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom shekel
That tomorrow
There’ll be blood!

 

Just thinkin’ about
Tomorrow
Taking out the bomb belt,
That I borrowed
Oh what fun!

 

When I’m stuck a day
That’s gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,
Kaboom!

 

The sun’ll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
‘Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You’re always
A day
A way!

 

* sung to the tune of Tomorrow

Hello martyr, hello fatwa
Here I am at Camp Hamas-A

Camp is very entertaining
And they say we’ll blow someone up after training.

 

We learned how to kill an infidel

(Those unbelievers all go to hell)

Oh, what a joy to be part of Hamas

Leanin’ to shoot and blow up a bus

 

We learned what we need to do

There are so many ways to kill a Jew 

Makin’ explosions ever so big

Those accursed sons of monkeys and pigs!

 

* sung to the tune of Camp Grenada