Oh, there you are, you whore Zawahiri,
On al-Jazeera spewing lies.
You celebrate with Moore and Sheehan when a soldier dies.

Yeah, you've lost your mind, look like crap, now you're squirming in our trap
And al-Qaeda's in a bind,
What happened to that dork Osama? Was he cramping your style?

He's mad as a filthy dog with rabies;
Don't you get it?
Osama's long since lost out to Dubya.
He knows about it, won't admit it!

Where's Osama, Zawahiri?
Can you prove he isn't dead?
Over in Multan,
They said his life was through
When the earth started rumbling.

He's not so well now:
He's down in Hell now!
Now, was that really what he planned?
Where's your hope now, Zawahiri,
Since bin Laden has flat-scanned?

You mark my words: Osama's pushing up daisies.
Don't you forget it!
We haven't heard from him in over a year now.
Osama bit it! Come on, admit it!

Where's Osama, Zawahiri?
Can you prove he isn't dead?
You're gonna be dead,
And all your allies too,
With all those smart bombs now tumbling!

You're such a dummy!
Run to your mummy!
When are you fleeing to Iran?
Have you considered hara-kiri?
Zawahiri, what's your plan?

Have you considered hara-kiri?
Zawahiri, what's your plan?