| So now who be the terrorist? |
| Raise your right fist
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| And pump it in the air 'cause it ain’t too clear
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| Just where the line is drawn to make this war
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| Everybody’s got to settle a score
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| Tit for tat, rat-a-tat-tat
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| Now another mother’s gonna dress in black
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| Demonise with these holy lies
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| While the propagandist still fuels the fire
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| And they’re rolling, rolling, burning black tyre
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| See another face staring through the razor wire
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| Deprived but still they will kill
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| Soldiers entering at their own peril
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| 'Cause sticks and stones will break some bones
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| And send soldiers in body bags back home
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| While the war machine is kept so clean
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| With self approved pics on the TV screen
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| So now tell me the cost of another life lost
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| Or does this sense of worth come down to birth?
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| 'Cause the eye will see what it chooses to see
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| Forever ignorant to the hypocrisy
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| And the money that’s given for buying all the weapons
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| Just to make sure that some enemy’s smitten
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| If you keep 'em locked down in your human zoo
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| You better watch out when they turn on you
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| Targeted assassination
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| Figures in the night moving in formation
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| In for the kill, in for the thrill
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| But it ain’t gonna be the last blood spilt
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| 'Cause if you take a look into your own back yard
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| Then you’re gonna find yourself at the start
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| So who be the terrorist? |
| Sounds the propagandist
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| With their big mouths they wanna discredit
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites
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| Raise the banner to the sound of the hypocrites |