A7 Em7 Now, the king told the boogie men, G7 Dm you have to let that raga drop. A7 Em7 The oil down the desert way G7 Dm has been shaking to the top. A7 Em7 The sheik he drove his cadillac G7 Dm he went a cruisin down the ville. A7 Em7 The Muezzin was a standing F On the radiator grille. Chorus: Dm A7 G7 Shareef donʼt like it. Em7 F Em7 A7 Rock the Casbah. Rock the Casbah. Dm A7 G7 Shareef donʼt like it. Em7 F Em7 A7 Rock 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 Shareef had cleared the square, They began to wail. Chorus. Now over at the temple Oh, they really pack em in. The in crowd say itʼs cool To dig this chanting thing. But as the wind changed direction and the temple band took five The crowd got a whiff Of that crazy casbah jive. Chorus. The king called up his jet fighters, He said, you better earn your pay. Drop your bombs down between the minarets Down the casbah way. As sson as the Shareef was chauffered out of there, The jet pilote tuned to the cockpit radio blare. As soon as the Shareef was outta their hair The jet pilots wailed. Chorus.
