we built the great twin towars into the sky but osama brought them down, and made us cry if he thinks he can live now, he must be highh ur hiding in your cave, but now you must die u probably think your brave, but now you must die we're now digging your grave so now you gotta die you had to push your luck, now you gunna die i bet you a hundred bucks, that you gunna die osama you just plain *beep* and you know why When we find that S.O.B he gunna fry maybe cook him up inside, a chicken pot pie i'd like an osama sandwhich with cheese on rye