He's got a gun, bullets meant for me
I'm going on my Middle Eastern holiday
Smoke on the horizon a beautiful sunset
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again
I'm flying home, above everything
I'm going on my Middle Eastern holiday
My friends are out tonight all drinking and dancing
But time seems to stand still I'm so scared I can't speak
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again
I don't understand why is my mother crying?
I'm going on my Middle Eastern holiday
Been gone so long, I hope I'm coming home some day
I'm the one who has to deal with it
I'm going on my Middle Eastern holiday
I'm twenty one, meanwhile back at home
I'm going on my Middle Eastern holiday
Over lunch discussing this
We can fight, we can fight
Been gone so long, I hope I'm coming home some day
I'm going on my Middle Eastern holiday
Back at home, politicians sit
I've got a girl, is she missing me?
Watching out for me on the news on TV
Where bullet holes scar the minarets
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again
In the desert the fuse is lit
We can fight, we can fight
