Oh Oh July
Los Diablos Lyrics

In the middle of a caravan
At the core of a group of travelers

On a four wheel drive oasis
On a vehicle designed for off-road travel

There's a man with a thought in mind
There is a man with an idea

To cash in on the desert faces
To profit from the local people and environment

Got a truckload of Yorkshire girls
Has a shipment of women from a particular region of England

For your harem going places
For your group of women that serve one man's pleasure, who are traveling to various destinations

And the border bums never saw
And the impoverished people near the border never saw

The guns in the whiskey cases
The weapons hidden among the containers of alcohol

There's a real, big demand
There's a significant request for this product or service

And it's written in the palm of his hand
And he's aware of it, as if it's written in his palm

He's gonna change the face of the desert
He's determined to revolutionize the environment and its inhabitants to his advantage

He's gonna sweep away the sand
He's figuratively going to clear obstacles or difficulties

Hang on sheik, I've got a yellow streak
Wait, sheik, I'm hesitant or apprehensive

I ain't here, I'm a mirage
I am not present, I am an illusion

Get back Des, keep it under your fez
Come back Des, keep it a secret

And don't give us away in the massage
And don't reveal us to the people providing this service

Look what I did for the pyramid
Observe what I accomplished for the landmark

I put a pool in and made it pay
I installed a swimming pool and made it a profitable attraction

I built an elevator and a film theater
I constructed an elevator and a movie theater

I shipped it to the U.S.A.
I sent it to the United States

Hang on friends
Wait, friends

There's a lot more goodies in the pipeline
There are more profits to be made in the near future

So this ain't the time to close the deal
So right now is not the moment to finalize our agreement

Here's the deal
Here's what's being offered as an agreement

Ooh, now you've got a Howitzer all of your own
Now you possess a type of artillery

Ooh, and a Panzer division to chauffeur you home
And a military unit to provide transportation

Gun running is fun
Illegally selling weapons is entertaining

But hang on, friends, hang on friends
But wait, friends, wait friends

Allah be praised, there's a whole new craze
Allah is honored, there's a brand new trend or interest

We're gonna shoot up the foreign legion
We're planning to attack or engage the foreign Armed Forces

And it's up with the sheik and down with the frog
We're supporting the sheik and opposing the French

We're gonna liberate the region
We're going to free the area from the control of others

(Oh Effendi)
An expression of respect or a term meaning 'my lord'

We're gonna bury your head in the sand
We're going to punish you harshly

You better get off my doggone land
You should leave my property immediately

Hey, prince of the moonbeams, son of the sun
Hello, ruler of light-related elements

Light of a thousand stars
Light capable of outshining many celestial bodies

Your gorillas are urban and there's bourbon on your turban
Your apes are from cities, and you have alcohol on your headdress

And the sun shines out of your ass
And it appears that you are exalted, as if light is emanating from your backside

I'm gonna grovel in your wake
I'm going to crawl on the ground in submission after you

It's all been a big mistake
There has been a misunderstanding

You're gonna cut out my liver if I don't deliver
You'll harm me if I don't provide satisfactory results

Things are getting out of hand
The situation is spiraling out of control

I'm going to ride off into the sunset
I'm going to leave peacefully

And make a deal with the promised land
And reach a new agreement with somewhere better

Goodbye friends
Farewell, friends

There's no more goodies in the pipeline
There are no more profits to be gained in the future