99 NIGHTS IN ARABIA


Arabic man filling land with water
Desert along the line
Arabic man filling land with water
Burning streets soken in bagdhad air
Fire from the highlands
Along the border way

R:
Caravan is going
And theres no room for you all
I scream and engineer shakes his head
While heat pipes send the indian call
In some desperate faren land

Some people with green belts
Sunking their killer blades
Eating the soul and tossing them away
Bride getting up with her dress made of stars
Her face covered with shade
Walking to the groom on the red covered stairs

R:
Caravan is going
And theres no room for you all
I scream and engineer shakes his head
While heat pipes send the indian call
In some desperate faren land