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"Oh, God!"
[Californian "Sole has no eyes."
be Jerusalem
Or it could be
be Berlin
Or it could be
Could be
Could be New
be Llanelli
And it be Warrington
be Warsaw
And it be Moose Jaw
Could be
got somewhere they call home
When they overrun the
A minor put down to expenses
Will you go down to the airport
you accept your second class status
A of waitresses and waiters
Will you mix martinis
you stand still for it
Or will you to the hills
It could be
And it be sand
Could be
Could be a tract of land
be a house
Could be a shop
Could be a cabin by a bend in the
Could be something your old man down
be something you built on your own
Everybody got something he calls
the cowboys and Arabs draw down
On each other at
In the dusty air of the city boardroom
you stand by a passive spectator
Of the market
you discreetly withdraw
With your ear pressed to the door
Will you hear when the within you roars
Will you to the hills
Will you
you stand for it
Will you hear when the lion you roars
be your father
And it be your mother
Could be sister
Could be your
be a foreigner
Could be a
Could be out looking for work
be a king
Could be the Aga
Could be a vet with no arms and no legs
Could be a
be a sinner
Could be a
Or it could be a
Could be a
be a baker
Could be a
Could be Kareem Jabar
be a male voice choir
Could be a
be a fighter
Could be a super
Or it could be something
be a cripple
Could be a
Could be a wop, gook,
be a cop
Could be a
Could be a family of ten in one room on relief
be our leaders in their concrete tombs
With their tinned food and their spoons
Could be the pilot with God on his
Could be the kid in the middle of the bomb
Could be a
be a terrorist
Could be a
Could be a
be humble
Could be
be a face in the crowd
Could be the soldier in the cravat
Who turns the key in of the fact
this is the end of the cat and mouse
Who dwelt in the
Where the laughter rang and the tears spilt
The house that built
the laughter rang and the tears were spilt
The that Jack built
Bang, bang, shoot,
White gloved
Lord thy be done
He was a good boy his mother said
He'll do his duty when grown

Everybody's got they call home