Twas the night before Payback
     and all through the Land,
 They're running like rabbits
     in Afghanistan,
 Osama's been praying,
     he's down on his Knees,
 He's hoping that Allah
     will hear all his Pleas.

 He thought if he killed us
     that we'd fall and Shatter,
 But all that he's done
     is just make us Madder.
 We ain't yet forgotten
     our Marines in Beirut,
 And we'll kick your butt,
     with one heavy Boot.

 And yes we remember
     the USS Cole,
 And the lives of our sailors
     that you bastards Stole.
 You think you can rule us
     and cause us to Fear,
 You'll soon get the answer
     if you live to Hear.

 And we ain't forgotten
     your buddy Saddam,
 And he ain't forgotten
     the sound of our Bombs.
 You think that those mountains
     are somewhere to Hide.
 They'll go down in history
     as the place where you Died.

 Remember Khadhafi
     and his Line of Death?
 He came very close,
     to his final Breath.
 So come out and prove it,
     that you are a Man,
 Cause our boys are coming
     and they have a Plan.

 They are our fathers
     and they are our Sons,
 And they sure do carry
     some mighty big Guns.
 They would have stayed home
     with children and Wives,
 Till you bastards came here
     and took all these Lives.

 Osama I wrote this
     especially for You,
 For air mail delivery
     by B-52.
 You soon will be hearing
     a thud and a whistle,
 Old Glory is coming,
     attached to a Missle.

 I will not be sorry
     to see your ass Go.
 It's the Red, White, and Blue
     that is running this Show.