Rock the Casbah
25 years ago, a little band called the Clash heard about Iranians being flogged for listening to western music (which was banned in Iran) and wrote a song about it. Sadly, the more things change, the more they stay the same. This one goes out to the citizens of Iran. Should any of them come across this blog (if it isn't already a forbidden website) I strongly encourage them to fight back against their oppressors. Your reform movement was going strong for so long. Don't give up the fight.
And a big "up yours" to anyone, anyone, who chooses to censor any form of free expression. In one of my last discussions with my father, I remember him saying, "I can't understand how you can put a limit on freedom." Me neither. Probably because you can't.
And a big "up yours" to anyone, anyone, who chooses to censor any form of free expression. In one of my last discussions with my father, I remember him saying, "I can't understand how you can put a limit on freedom." Me neither. Probably because you can't.
"Rock the Casbah"
Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shaking to the top
The sheik he drove his Cadillac
He went a-cruising down the ville
The muezzin was a-standing
On the radiator grille
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric camel drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef
Had cleared the square
They began to wail
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Now over at the temple
Oh, they really pack 'em in
The in-crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a whiff
Of that crazy Casbah jive
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the Casbah way
As soon as the shareef
Was chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare
As soon as the shareef was outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
(He thinks it's not kosher!)
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
(Fundamentally he can't take it!)
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shaking to the top
The sheik he drove his Cadillac
He went a-cruising down the ville
The muezzin was a-standing
On the radiator grille
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric camel drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef
Had cleared the square
They began to wail
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Now over at the temple
Oh, they really pack 'em in
The in-crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a whiff
Of that crazy Casbah jive
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the Casbah way
As soon as the shareef
Was chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare
As soon as the shareef was outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
The shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
(He thinks it's not kosher!)
Rock the Casbah
The shareef don't like it
(Fundamentally he can't take it!)
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
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