Power to the Iranian people and their revolution! Time has come!
Lyrics:
In the land of Persia, where the tea is hot,
The mullahs are packin' their robes in a knot.
Khamenei's beard is all tangled in fear,
'Cause the people's revolution is finally here!
They're trippin' on turbans, slippin' on rugs,
While the crowds in the streets are dancin' and hugs.
Oh, run, run, mullahs, run away!
Khamenei's sprintin' like it's Judgment Day!
Flee the scene, leave the scene, don't look back,
The people's takin' over, and that's a fact!
Bye-bye beards, adios to the throne,
Iran's gettin' free, and you're on your own!
They hop in their jets, but the pilot's on strike,
"Wait, where's the gold? Did we pack the bike?"
Khamenei's hidin' in a suitcase so tight,
Squeezin' past customs in the dead of the night.
The ayatollahs are wailin', "This ain't in the book!"
While the folks back home are grillin' some shish kebab cook.
Oh, run, run, mullahs, run away!
Khamenei's sprintin' like it's Judgment Day!
Flee the scene, leave the scene, don't look back,
The people's takin' over, and that's a fact!
Bye-bye beards, adios to the throne,
Iran's gettin' free, and you're on your own!
Now they're in exile, sippin' flat soda pop,
Dreamin' of power, but it's all gonna stop.
The kids are playin' soccer on the palace lawn,
While the mullahs post memes, feelin' all withdrawn.
"Hashtag Revolution, we didn't see that comin'!"
But the people's party is just gettin' hummin'!
Oh, run, run, mullahs, run away!
Khamenei's zoomin' on a getaway sleigh!
Wave goodbye, sayonara, au revoir,
The Iran's risin' like a superstar!
No more rules, no more frowns, just pure delight,
The mullahs are gone—goodnight and good flight!
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