“Siiiii-eeeed
Why you gotta make these people die-eee
Since when are you a secret agent spy-eee
Making all the pretty women cry-eee…”

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Ballad Of Sayid Jarrah

There he is on the back nine with a seven iron in his fist
Money in the bank, a smile on his face, just hope that you’re not on his list
He’s armed to the teeth, with a gun and effective hair spray
You may have picked the right club, But you still strolled into murder on the fairway

Before you know it, he’s on a plane, getting coffee in Berlin
Catches the eye, of a pretty blonde dame, how’s he gonna get her to come home with him?
Making love, he’ll never tell her what he does to pay the bills
A head hunter, a prime lover, breakdancing moves so sick they kill

Siiiiiii—eeeeed
Why you gotta make these people die-eee
Since when are you a secret agent spy-eee
Making all the pretty women cry-eee
Siiiii-eeeed

Miles dug Naomi’s looks and her speech, too bad she had to die
A head case scientist waits for the late payload, when will it arrive?
(oh there it is)
If your gonna bait your friends into a trap, you better not be rude
Got em locked in the bedroom, locked in the game room, just be sure to say “sorry dude”

And behind a secret door, oceanic number 4 reveals
Passports and cash in Ben’s secret stash, can somebody (somebody!) tell me what’s his deal?
John needs to find the cabin, so he can show that he’s got the right stuff
He has the heart to brew some iced tea which proves that he can never be as tough as…

Siiii—eeeeed
You were an ordinary guy-eee
But now you’ve got on a disgui-ees
Breaking hearts and telling lie-eees
Siii-eeeed

Siiii—eeeeed
We know your boss is still ali-eeeve
The one we all love to despi-eese
Oh what does all of this imply-ee
Siii-eeeed

Oh he’s got her now, gonna shoot her boss, single cross
Wait she shot him first, now he’s at a loss, double cross
Bam he gets her back with the special sauce, TRIPLE CROSS

Siiiii-eeed
Your boyish charm and Persian pri-eeeed
It makes us feel alright insi-eeeed
We understand your hands are ti-eeed
Siiii-eeed

Take it Sayid!!!!