I was drinking Diet Coke With the common folk In a bar down in Tel Aviv When in walked my friend He was grinning a grin 'Cause he knows that the tab's on me Then came a man in black On a camel's back With an oil barrel and a gun He had a book like us But took it serious Said, "I told you I ain't here for fun." I said, "Brother, this place looks familiar Ain't I been here time before? I get the déjà vu When I'm drinking with you You know I blacked out a little in the last Cold War." I walked away and put a dime in the jukebox I love to hear me that old fortunate son While I turned my back He smacked the man in the black A bonafide beat 'em up had begun The fist were 'a flying The people were dying He said, "Look out! Man's got a nuke!" But he's been saying that for years To anyone with ears Every time he needs a gun to shoot I said, "Brother, this place looks familiar Ain't I been here time before? Maybe. Maybe not You know, it gets a little hot I blacked out a little in the Iraq war." We was liberating people From the ugly and evil We was fighting in the mud and the beer They blew up my jukebox And ruined all my peace talks The tab was getting high. You hear I said, "Leave me alone I wanna go home I told my people, 'I'm a man of peace'" He said, "This is your new hobby Meet me in the lobby And leave your wallet with me." I said, "Brother, this place seems familiar Ain't I been here time before? I get the déjà vu When I'm drinking with you I got a feeling I'll be back for more."