Once upon a time you were do'n time,
Built some bombs real fine in your prime, didn't you?
Islamists call, say, "Dzhokhar, you'll take the fall,"
You thought they were all a'kiddin' you.
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was train'n how.
Now you don't pray so loud,
Now you don't seem so proud,
About having to eat prison food for your next meal.

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be without a home ?
We'll make you so well known ?
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Aw, you've gone to a Boston school all right, Dartmouth,
But you know you only used to get “juiced” in it.
Nobody's ever taught you how to put bombs on the street,
And now you're gonna have to get used to it.
You say you never want to die
But because of Jihad, but now you realize
Allah's out selling some virgin prize
As you stare into the darkness of his eyes
And say, “Do you want me go out and kill?

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
Lefties want you sent home ?
You're not unknown ?
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Aw, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the runners who fell down
When they all died cause you.
You never understood Islam ain't no good,
You shouldn't let other people make Jihad for you.
You used to ride on a skateboard with weed stashed in hat
America offered you a welcome mat.
Ain't it hard when you discover that
Islam really isn't where it's at
After it teaches you the best ways you can kill ?

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
You're never going home ?
Now not unknown ?
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Aw, praying to the steeple and all the martyr people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they're gett'n laid.
Seventy-Two virgin gifts,
But we'd better fake were not left-wing, you'd better pawn it babe.
You used to be so confused
At Mohammed in rags and the language that he used.
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse.
When you ain't got nothing, you've got nothing to lose
You're a loser now, you've got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
You're never going home ?
Now not unknown ?
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