Hard-fi Middle Eastern Holiday Lyrics

Middle Eastern Holiday Lyrics

I've got to go, but what a prize to give 

Package deal to the sun, everything is inclusive 

where bullet holes scar the minarets 

smoke on the horizon a beautiful sunset 



Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 

Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again 

Going on my middle eastern holiday 

Been gone so long, I hope I'm coming home some day 

We can fight, we can fight 



I'm 21, meanwhile back at home 

My friends are out tonight all drinking and dancing 

I've got a girl, is she missing me? 

Watching out for me on the news on TV 



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Back at home, politicians sit 

Over lunch discussing this 

In the desert the fuse is lit, I'm the one who has to deal with it 



He's got a gun, bullets meant for me 

Time seems to stand still I'm so scared I can't speak 

I'm flying home, above everything 

I don't understand why is it my mothers crying? 



Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 

Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again 

Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 

Top up the tan, fight for the man going far away 

Far away...