Hidin' Hoods

Salam the Sham and the Imams

Owoooooooo!
Who's that cakewalkin' in these hoods?
It's me, delivering the goods.

Hey there, folks, with your hidin' hoods,
Things sure are looking good.
I'm Wolfowitz and I'm tellin' you what you want.
Listen to me.

Folks with your hidin' hoods:
Just as long as you are good,
You can go walking in these Iraqi hoods alone.
Owoooooooo!

What big guns we have.
The kind that make Wolfowitz go mad.
I assure you my motives are chaste.
Just listen to me-it won't be a waste.

What full ships we have,
Of crude so pure, it makes me glad.
So as long as you stay in your place-
Just walk in my shoes, and you'll be safe.

I'm gonna keep my cheap suit on
And my ugly tie till you've been shown
That I can be trusted to throw an occasional bone.
Owoooooooo!

Folks with your hidin' hoods
I'd like to mold you like I should.
But you might think I'm a bad Wolfowitz, so I won't.
Owoooooooo!

What big ideas I have-I'm the genius who planned this myth.
Folks with your hidin' hoods,
I do it all for your own good.
I'll never be satisfied, till you've joined us on our side.
Maybe you'll see things my way when I stick an M16 in your face.

Hey there, folks, with your hidin' hoods,
Things sure are looking good.
I'm Wolfowitz and I'm tellin' you what you want.
Owoooooooo! I'm mad! Maaaaaaad!!