Road blocks and fire Barb wire upon barb wire This is not your country
Armoured cars, corrugated scars Grafitti scrawls: "This is not your country"
Home sweet fortress Gunshot - we hate your kind Get back! This is not your country
I need some air And I´m stopped and repeatedly questioned: "Born and raised?" But this is not my country
We´re old news All´s well Say BBC scum
One child shot, but so what?
Laid my son In a box, three feet long And I still don´t know why
A short walk home becomes a run And I´m scared In my own country
We´re old news All´s well Say BBC scum Everybody´s under control Of our surveillance globes
We´re old news All´s well
And thirty years could be a thousand And this Peugeot ad Spins round in my head British soldier pointing a gun And I´m only trying to post a letter A short walk home becomes a run And I´m scared, and I´m scared, I am scared
Old news All´s well BBC scum You´ve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth You´ve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth You´ve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth You´ve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
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