HARD-FI LYRICS - Middle Eastern Holiday

"Middle Eastern Holiday"



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



[CHORUS]



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...