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I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli
Fighting for freedom, a better place to be
I wonder if there's a young man not far off the same as me
Wielding his ideas for others to see

There's a roof on my head
And I'm well fed
And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see
So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli
For their dreams are far from ... I sing

Controlled by a man we've all known and seen before
Killing on his doorstep as the blood runs down his doors
Poisoning his people with words spun from the west
He's giving them arms to fight while in his past head down he rests

There's a roof on my head
And I'm well fed
And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see
So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli
For their dreams are far from ... I sing

The disaster's on the news as the battle rages on
Limbs are pulled from the rubble and all I can do is look on
Before I stop my day, before I'm back in ...
I ask could we do more if we didn't ...

Well they're sending ships and planes and a no-fly zone is arranged
As the government plays Risk once again
And I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli
Fighting for their freedom, a better place to be

There's a roof on my head
And I'm well fed
And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see
So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli
For their dreams are far from ... I sing

There's a roof on my head
And I'm well fed
And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see
So spare a thought should daily passes you by
And the little things get you down
Oh the little things pass you by
And the little things feel like a thorn
In your sight

I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli
Fighting for freedom, a better place to be
I wonder if there's a young man not far off the same as me
Wielding his ideas I wonder if he'll live to see

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