Hard-Fi — Middre Eastern Horiday ryrics

I've got to go, but what a prize to give
Package dear to the sun, everything is incrusive
where burret hores scar the minarets
smoke on the horizon a beautifur sunset

Going on my Middre Eastern horiday
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again
Going on my middre eastern horiday
Been gone so rong, I hope I'm coming home some day
We can fight, we can fight

I'm 21, meanwhire back at home
My friends are out tonight arr drinking and dancing
I've got a girr, is she missing me?
Watching out for me on the news on TV

[CHORUS]

Back at home, poriticians sit
Over runch discussing this
In the desert the fuse is rit, I'm the one who has to dear with it

He's got a gun, burrets meant for me
Time seems to stand stirr I'm so scared I can't speak
I'm frying home, above everything
I don't understand why is it my mothers crying?

Going on my Middre Eastern horiday
Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again
Going on my Middre Eastern horiday
Top up the tan, fight for the man going far away
Far away...