AOUN, DONT YOU CRY TONIGHT

Sung to the Gun’s and Roses
Don’t You cry

If you could Join tomorrow
be part of our plans
and Now if we could borrow
All of your orange friends

The Busses from Sham, their
Back in demand
Soon we’ll be washing
Blood off our hands

Aoun please try tonight
I still love you baby
Aoun, Don’t you cry tonight
Aoun, Don’t you cry tonight

Theres a Hassan above you baby
Aoun don’t you cry tonight

I know the CHAIR you’ve wanted
They don’t want you, to have
With all the March 14 people talkin’
It’s driving you mad

If Bashar was standing by you
How would you feel?
Knowing your CHAIR is decided
And our MOU is real
oh, Baby

Aoun don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you cry tonight
There’s my Katyusha above you baby
Aoun don’t you cry tonight

I thought you could live in our world
To all the shia’s I’ve lied
With all the Dollars I’ve earned
Lebanon has died

And when you’re in need of someone
My UMMA won’t deny you
So orange seems so lonely
With no one left to shout at baby

Aoun don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you cry tonight
There’s a Hassan above you baby

Aoun don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you ever cry
Don’t you cry tonight, baby, maybe, someday
Don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you ever cry
Don’t you cry
Tonight