Songtext von The Butcher Of Bagdad

Let me tell you a story, about a man who lost his job Because the market saturation threatened his shop So what about other countries, what meat do they lack The west has got it all, but they don't sell pork in Iraq The butcher of Bagdad, the butcher of Bagdad Eight weeks had passed since the grand opening of his new shop And despite his irresistable marketing stunts they would not buy his pork The honest butcher was driven mad with despair, and he told himself... He sold proper meat he knew, 'cause he's the butcher of Bagdad Why won't you eat my meat, it's nice and clean I'm a better butcher than you ever will see Do my special offers not appeal to you ? You will eat my pork sausage, I'll use force if I have to The butcher of Bagdad, the butcher of Bagdad