Band on the Run    Paul McCartney and Wings (#1 in 1974), Taliban on the Run

Stuck inside these four walls,  Sent inside forever,
Never seeing no one nice again
Like you, mama, you, mama, you.
If I ever get out of here
Thought of giving it all away, to a registered charity.
All I need is a pint a day if I ever get out of here.
 
Well the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun,
And the first one said to the second one there
I hope you're having fun.
Band on the Run, Band on the Run
And the jailer man and sailor Sam
Were searching every one
For the Band on the Run, Band on the Run,
Band on the Run, Band on the Run.
 
Well the undertaker drew a heavy sigh
Seeing no one else had come,
And a bell was ringing in the village square
For the rabbits on the run.
Band on the Run, Band on the Run
And the jailer man and sailor Sam, were searching every one
For the Band on the Run, Band on the Run,
Band on the Run, Band on the Run.
 
Well the night was falling as the desert world
Began to settle down.
In the town they're searching for us every where
But we never will be found.
Band on the Run, Band on the Run
And the county judge who held a grudge
Will search for ever more.
For the Band on the Run, Band on the Run,
Band on the Run, Band on the Run.


 
Taliban on the Run
 
Stuck inside these cave walls,
Hidin’ for the winter,
Dinner time is no fun, nice again.
We’re screwed, Osama, screwed.

If we ever get out of here
Maybe work in a mall someday
Get some yankee prosperity  but right now  we all need a shave
If I ever get out of here.  (If he ever gets out of there)

Well the bombs exploded with a mighty crash
As we shouted “Holy Dung!”,
And the first fled and the second one said
Looks like Bin Ladens done.
Taliban on the Run, they band all the fun
But Afghanistan and Uncle Sam
Will make it safe again
Taliban’s on the Run, Taliban’s on the Run,
Bin Laden’s got the runs, Taliband’s finally done.