Silhouettes and shadows watch the revolution

No more free steps to heaven

Just walkie-talkie - heaven or hearth

Just big heads and drums - full speed and pagan

And it's no game



I am borred from the event

I really don't understand the situation

So where's the moral

People have their fingers broken

To be insulted by these fascists it's so degrading

And it's no game



Documentaries on refugees, couples 'gainst the target

Throw a rock against the road, and it breaks into pieces

Draw the blinds on yesterday, and it's all so much scarier

Put a bullet in my brain, and it makes all the papers

And it's no game



Children round the world, put camel shit on the walls

They're making carpets on treadmills, or garbage sorting

And it's no game


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