Fashoda Crisis - Land Of The S.O.P | Текст песни

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If his face is brown/It's Guantanamo/ If he wears a backpack/It's Guantanamo/Unless he has a St. George cross tattooed on his sloping forehead then you know where he belong/

It's Guantanamo.

Welcome to the land of the free/And the home of the indefinite incarcerate/ If the effete left don't know which side they're buttered it's only because we know where they belong/

It's Guantanamo

We don't need a trial/A trial is for evidence/And we don't have the time/ When everyone's a terrorist

Tell me when Lord/I've got my finger on the button

If his face is brown/If he wears a backpack/If he's running for a train/If he's read the qu'ran/ If you cannot see her face/Of indeterminate race/And some other words I wrote/If you need to rig a vote

They're all terrorists

Terror

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