You get a tan in the days, It's sunny in the rays, but meantime South of the river, you stop and hold everything A man is callin' prayers double four times, You feel alright when you hear his voice ring... And now you step inside, but you don't see to many faces, Comin' out of the sun to hear the muezzin go down, Competition in other holy places... Oh but the faithful are blowin' that sound, Way down south, way down south BSB town You check out Sultan Bolkiah, he owns all the oil, But he is strictly Muslim, he don't want to make it shine or bling They say a grand ol' palace is all he's got for all his toil, With only 1800 rooms to do his thing And Bolkiah doesn't mind if he
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