I'm disbelieving again
Disruption to confort is all I can see
As you get up
Don't wake up
Just stay stuck
In your short-sighted mind
Genocide didn't end in '45
Cos now you're leaving them all to die
And I'm disbelieving again
It seems that those who aren't your friends
Deserve a bullet in the head
It seems that those who aren't your friends
Are suspects
How can it be
A short stretch of sea
Can loose us all concept of humanity
And help us all become
A 'bigoted bunch of thugs'!
Why can't you see?
We're all human beings
And our lives shouldn't be determined
By our nationality
I hope you understand these people
Already lost their lives
And I hope they're never judging us
The way we're judgeing them
Then it'll be them whose denying us life
You'd think with all the pain our country has inflicted
That we'd be going out of our ways
To put some positive back
but all we seem able
To go and do
Is make sure no one damages
The interests of a few
