Bob Al was a man of the Nile. A fez on his head and a lot of style. Shady Rashan liked to and to rob And one day being provoked He Bob (And that ain't right.) Well right in the street Bob lay at feet And everyone stared, no one to compete. there dared to compete. Nobody cared when Bob cared to try and save him Hey look away pretend Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. Chuck Al was a man of the sands A fez on his and a gun in his hands. He had knives in a black bandolier, A in his sock, and a bug in his ear. Bad news fast, so did Chuck, so they say. For Shady did Chuck would make Shady pay. Chuck Al was on his way. Nobody when Bob died cared to try and save him Hey away pretend like Bob was never there Unbeknownst to Shady, Bob had a bro who him dearly Bob had a bro who loved him is on his way. Shady was afraid: he paid to save his ass And sharpened up their swords, loogs and roared until Chuck arrived. Slowly the dunes he came on a camel hard as enamel. He wait for an invitation, He whipped out his gun and it well. Well, Chuck his slugs on the thugs and killed them dead. He then took his and he lopped (ha ha ha) off their heads. Shady Rashan hurled himself at feet Begging for to please let him go free. But lit his bomb and he blew Shady up Bob was a brother, you see. Nobody when Bob died cared to try and save him Hey look away like Bob was never there to Shady, Bob had a bro who loved him dearly Bob had a bro who him dearly is on his way. is on his way, hey.