To the tune of: Arabian Knights (Disney's Aladdin)

Oh, we come from the sand, to Konoha Village
Brother Gaara has a sadistic grin
He will crush you with sand
If he doesn't like your face
It's barbaric, but hey, he's kin

When the winds from the fan
And the sands from the gourd
And the puppet is guided right
You'll fall down
Straight away dead
All the clones have bled
Who can find an answer to this plight?

Those damn, stupid clones
Like a plague of our days
More than we want
Only come and taunt
And it leaves us in a daze

Those damn, stupid clones
Crushed by Gaara's sands
Using Dessert Coffin in the yard
He could squeeze and squeeze hard
But they return with demands