Dry Water, The Kufra Basin: 2015 (sung to the tune of "Midnight at the Oasis")

Midnight at the Kufra Basin
You have sent your hormonally feminized Caucasoid child to bed
The Sun will not be rising tomorrow
What in the fuck is going on?

Heaven's holding us hostage
Hell has sold us as scrap
Let's eat sand until our guts burst
Because the game is up

Very few plants have survived
Jesus appears as a hoot owl
But stays silent
'Til the evenin' ends

You don't have a chance here
There's no need to speak
Those listening are disinterested
There is a slaughter and we are sheep

[Instrumental Interlude]

I know your Admiral's a sultan
A hero known to all
But he's been tricked by a brown trout
And is under its control

But you won't need no future, honey
When you realize you're doomed
And you won't need no large breasted Libyan boy, no no
Because it is too late

Come on, Dagmar is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, 'til the evenin' ends
'Til the evenin' ends

Midnight at the Kufra Basin
Send your hormonally feminized Caucasoid child to bed
The Sun will not be rising tomorrow

What in the fuck is going on?

Oh, come on...