When you weigh it all in
The grievances, pain and incite
It's the Arab Spring spillover
And an Arab Winter crossover
And the Sunnis killed the Kurds
And the Kurds killed the Shiites
And the Shiites killed the Jew
Who was killed live on the news
And is it any surprise
That this Syrian's been used
He said Allah!
I'm ready for you
I've ridden a wave of displaced natives to take refuge out west
To pull one off
And the Secretary General
And the puppets of G-20 said
Don't thwart the terror
Decision's come from above
All part of our plan
Vengeance is a migrant
Terror is our tool
Man is a fool in the hands
Of the media at our disposal
And they gave that Syrian command
Of a truck-load of C-4
And sent him to his definition
Of paradise
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