kenderstest

Camelboys aint easy to love but they're easy to kill
They hide with the people or they live in a cave in the hills
Turbans and bomb vests and dirty pajamas and new jihads every day
They're dead wrong and they're evil and our military
Is out to just blow 'em away

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be Camelboys
Don't let 'em shoot AK's while riding in trucks
Or go planting bombs on the roadside and such
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be Camelboys
They'll never stay home and when they go roam
We will just blow them all up

Camelboys like killin for Allah and catchin' our bullets
Wipin' their ass with their hands and man do they smell
Them that don't know 'em won't like 'em
And them that do still want to blow them to pieces
They're so wrong it aint funny
And it costs us money to make sure that they go to hell

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be Camelboys
Don't let 'em shoot AK's while ridin' in trucks
Or go planting bombs on the roadside and such
Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be Camelboys
They'll never stay home and when they go roam
We will just blow them all up

Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be Camelboys
They'll never stay home and when they go roam
We will just blow them all up