Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shaken to the top The sheik, he drove his Cadillac He went a-cruising down the ville The muezzin was a-standing On the radiator grille
The sharif don't like it Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah The sharif don't like it Rocking 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 camel drum The local guitar picker got his guitar picking thumb As soon as the sharif had cleared the square They began to wail
The sharif don't like it Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah The sharif don't like it Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
Now over at the temple Oh they really pack them in The in crowd say it's cool To dig this chanting thing But as the wind changed direction And the temple band took five The crowd caught a whiff Of that crazy Casbah jive
The sharif don't like it Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah The sharif don't like it Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The king called out his jet fighters He said you'd better earn your pay Drop your bombs between the minarets Down the Casbah way As soon as the sharif was chauffeured out of there The jet pilots tuned to the cockpit radio blare As soon as the sharif was out of their hair The jet pilots wailed
The sharif don't like it Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah The sharif don't like it (he thinks it's not kosher) Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah The sharif don't like it (fundamentally he can't take it) Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah The sharif don't like it (you know he really hates it) Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah