I’m flailing away,
Set an open channel for the BBC,
Terrorists got to be free,
Free to lead the life of a Jihadi,
on board, I’m the captain, so climb aboard,
We’ll unload missiles on Gaza shores,
And I’ll try, Allah, I’ll try, to carry on

I look to the sea,
Reflections in the waves spark my enmity,
Some happy, some glum,
I think of childhood friends and their martyrdom,
We lived happily forever, with the virgin girls,
But somehow we missed out on the real world
But we’ll try, best that we can, to murder on

A gathering of commandos appeared above my head,
They sang to me this song of death and this is what they said,
They said come sail away, come sail away, come sail away to Ashkelon,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away to Ashkelon,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away to Ashkelon,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away to Ashkelon

I thought that they were commandos, but much to my surprise,
We clobbered them with steel bars, we made up vicious lies
come flail away, come flail away, come flail away with media
Come flail away, come flail away, come flail away with media
Come flail away, come flail away, come flail away with media
Come flail away, come flail away, come flail away with media.