cascading waters
the atlas mountains
thousands and thousands 
of charging bedouins; shouting
never!
-ghosts-
that lost their way
-ghosts-
they never truly fade away
and I hafta say 
it's more than
it's more than
disconcerting
that his blue house stands;
there, yeah, I hear
he be smokin' hashish;
without a care
there, yeah, I hear
he be smokin' hashish;
without a care
in the world, 
-wait-
for soon the dark skinned
queen of Malmö
the strong Swedish warriar
will restore order
-draw lines -
cross the border
now, 
for they're coming....
for they're coming....