Paroles: Ingrid. Ba-rabian Knights.

Camel riding,People fighting,Chaos everywhere
The clouds are storming,donkies snooring,on this barabian night
Seagulls flying, babies crying, what a terrible sound
The young man begins his journey across the desert ground

To the sand dunes(He goes)
Camel spiders(Oh No)
As he strikes out his bow

Starving, Tired, very admired by his family
He finds his fiend, trying to plead, for his stupid mercy
The air is dirty, gotta stay low, so he can breath again
He stabs the spider in the nuts, now the spiders dead

Torn up clothes, many mad hoes, for A geebee Harashee
He won the battle, on the saddle, of his mighty camel toe
It's pretty insane, He has a big brain, hiding under his turbin
This concludes the magical tale of A geebee Harashee

To sand dunes(he goes)
Camel spiders(Oh no)
As he strikes with his bow(HOES)