Lyrics The Enemy Is At Home (For The Fat Lady) - McCarthy

The Enemy Is At Home (For The Fat Lady)

In the fighting
My life ended
The queen isn’t here to state any flaws that make me resigned to it
My heart’s not beating
This land’s not our land
One year ago
Everyone from the rest of the world’s waiting to take our jobs
So my heart said
You fool
You fool
You fool
You…
Ministers preaching
Papers screaming
Everyone from the rest of the world’s waiting to attack us
Not us but them