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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