So what the [bad word] 
is this UK 
Gunnin` with this US of In Iraq and Iran and in Afghanistan 
Does not a day go by 
Without the Israeli Air Force 
Fail to drop it`s bombs from the sky? 
How many mothers to cry? 
How many sons have to die? 
How many missions left to fly over Palestine? 

Cause as a matter of facts 
It`s a pact, it`s an act 
These are illegal attacks 
So bring the soldiers back 
These are illegal attacks 
It`s contracts for contacts 
I`m singing concrete facts 
So bring the soldiers back 

What mean ya that you beat my people 
What mean ya that you beat my people 
And grind the faces of the poor 

So tell me just [bad word] were the Taliban 
Sat burning incense in Texas Roaming round in a Lexus 
Sittin` on six billion oil [bad word] 
Down with the Dow Jones, 
up on the Nasdaq 
Pushed into the war zones 
It`s [bad word] [bad word] Cause all the oil men get paid 
And only so many [bad word] home 
It`s [bad word] [bad word] 
military charade 
And only so many [bad word] home

Soldiers, [bad word] home  [bad word] home 

Through all the blood and sweat 
Nobody can forget 
It ain`t the size of the dog in the fight
It`s the size of the fight in the dog on the day or the night 
There`s no time to reflect 
On the threat, the situation, 
the bark nor the bite 
These [bad word] [bad word] Cos all the oil men get paid 
These [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] tactical rape 
And from the streets of New York 
and Baghdad to Tehran and Tel Aviv 
Bring forth the prophets of the Lord 
From dirty [bad word] fillin` pockets 
With the profits of greed 
These [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] tactical raids 
Playin` military charades to get paid

And who got the devils? 
And who got the Lords? 
Build yourself a mountain 
Drink up in the fountain  [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home [bad word] home
What mean ya that you beat my people 
What mean ya that you beat my people 
And grind the faces of the poor