A
D
D5
G9
Aº
G#+
C#6
Gm9 C7M
A
D
A
In the middle of a caravan
On a four wheel drive oasis
D
There's a man with a thought in mind
To cash in on the desert faces
A
He's got a truckload of Yorkshire girls
For your harem going places
D
And the border bums never saw
The guns in the whiskey cases
A
There's a real, big demand
And it's written in the palm of his hand
D
He's gonna change the face of the desert
D5
G9
Aº
He's gonna sweep away the sand
A
Hang on sheik, I've got a yellow streak
I ain't here, I'm a mirage
D
Get back Des, keep it under your fez
And don't give us away in the massage
A
Look what I did for the pyramid
I put a pool in and made it pay
D
I built an elevator and a film theatre
And I shipped it to the U.S.A.
A
`Cos there's a real big demand
And it's written in the palm of my hand
D
I'm gonna change the face of the desert
D5
I'm gonna sweep away the sand
Gadd9
Hang on friends!
G#+
There's a lot more goodies in the pipeline
C#6
Bb7
So this ain't the time to close the deal
Gm9
Here's the deal
D
D/C#
Bb
Ooh, now you've got a Howitzer all of your own
D
D/C#
Gm/Bb
Ooh, and a Panzer division to chauffeur you home
D
G
Gun running is fun
Bbm
C#m
G
A
But hang on, friends, hang on friends
D
E
A
D
A
Allah be praised, there's a whole new craze
We're gonna shoot up the foreign legion
D
And it's up with the sheik
And down with the Frog
A
Oh Effendi, we're gonna bury your head in the sand
D
Oh Effendi, you better get off my doggone land
A
Hey, Prince of the moonbeams
Son of the Sun, Light of a thousand stars
D
Your gorillas are urban And there's bourbon on your turban
And the sun shines out of your ass
A
Oh Effendi, I'm gonna grovel in your wake
D
Oh Effendi, it's all been a big mistake
A
You're gonna cut out my liver If I don't deliver
Things are getting out of hand
D
I'm going to ride off into the sunset and
D5
Make a deal with the promised land
Gadd9
Goodbye friends
G#+
There's no more goodies in the pipeline