Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shaken 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 sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, 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 sharif had cleared the square
They began to wail
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
Now over at the temple
Oh they really pack them in
The in crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
And the temple band took five
The crowd caught a whiff
Of that crazy Casbah jive
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The king called out his jet fighters
He said you'd better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the Casbah way
As soon as the sharif was chauffeured out of there
The jet pilots tuned to the cockpit radio blare
As soon as the sharif was out of their hair
The jet pilots wailed
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it (he thinks it's not kosher)
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it (fundamentally he can't take it)
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
The sharif don't like it (you know he really hates it)
Rocking the Casbah, rock the Casbah
