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Middle Eastern Holiday



Hard-fi - Middle Eastern Holiday - Текст песни

I've got to go, but what a prize to give 
Package deal to the sun, everything is inclusive 
where bullet holes scar the minarets 
smoke on the horizon a beautiful sunset 

Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again 
Going on my middle eastern holiday 
Been gone so long, I hope I'm coming home some day 
We can fight, we can fight 

I'm 21, meanwhile back at home 
My friends are out tonight all drinking and dancing 
I've got a girl, is she missing me? 
Watching out for me on the news on TV 



Back at home, politicians sit 
Over lunch discussing this 
In the desert the fuse is lit, I'm the one who has to deal with it 

He's got a gun, bullets meant for me 
Time seems to stand still I'm so scared I can't speak 
I'm flying home, above everything 
I don't understand why is it my mothers crying? 

Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again 
Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 
Top up the tan, fight for the man going far away 
Far away...
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