let her out of los angeles she’s not pretty any more let her out of co. wicklow her knees are getting sore let her out of rio de janeiro she’s got blood stains on her frock let her out of sierra leone she can’t see the difference
between a rebel and a soldier she just sees men with guns she can see the yellow of their teeth and the blood shot of their eyes
let her out of hollywood she’s charmed us all enough let her off her penance her back in broken and her flesh is torn let her out of prison she’s swept too many floors let her leave her veil at home the sand storm has blown over
what’s the difference between a rebel and a soldier two men holding guns their eyes blood shot with hatred