Road blocks and fire Barb wire upon barb wire This is not your
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
British soldier Pointing a gun And I'm only trying to post a let-
A short walk home Becomes a run And I'm scared, and I'm scared, I am scared
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