Bob Al Hashib was a man of the Nile.

A fez on his head and a whole lot of style.

Shady Rashan liked to kill and to rob

And one day without being provoked

He killed Bob (And that aint right.)



Well right in the street Bob lay at Shadys feet

And everyone stared, no one dared to compete.

Nobody there dared to compete.



Nobody cared when Bob died

Nobody cared to try and save him

Hey look away pretend like Bob was never there

Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly

Bob had a bro who loved him dearly

Chuck is on his way.



Chuck Al Hashib was a man of the sands

A fez on his head and a gun in his hands.

He had thirty knives in a black bandolier,

A bomb in his sock, and a bug in his ear.



Bad news travels fast, so did Chuck, so they say.

For what Shady did Chuck would make Shady pay.

Chuck Al Hashib was on his way.



Nobody cared when Bob died

Nobody cared to try and save him

Hey look away pretend like Bob was never there

Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly

Bob had a bro who loved him dearly

Chuck is on his way.



Shady was afraid: he paid assassins to save his ass

And they sharpened up their swords,

Hawked loogs and roared until Chuck arrived.

Slowly across the dunes he came on a camel hard as enamel.

He didnt wait for an invitation,

He whipped out his gun and used it well.

Well, Chuck spent his slugs on the thugs and killed them dead.

He then took his sword and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads.

Shady Rashan hurled himself at Chucks feet

Begging for Chuck to please let him go free.

But Chuck lit his bomb and he blew Shady up

Because Bob was Chucks brother, you see.



Nobody cared when Bob died

Nobody cared to