[00:08.22]I'm sitting around at the checkpoint
[00:15.77]Keeping myself to myself
[00:22.78]My heart's going out to the girl with the gun
[00:29.83]She is young, she is fun, she is deadly
[00:36.70]
[00:37.58]She clocks off, goes back to the city
[00:45.23]Goes to a club with her friends
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[00:52.70]I just took a walk through the checkpoint
[00:59.66]Past columns of poor Arab sons
[01:07.04]They queue through the day for a chance to make pay
[01:14.65]For something to put in their mouths
[01:20.97]
[01:22.05]He can't sleep at night without gunfire
[01:29.30]The lullaby puts him to sleep
[01:34.23]
[01:51.62]We stand there accused of the British collusion
[01:58.72]Israel into Palestine
[02:06.01]A victory for some an astonishing hope
[02:12.89]But for him it has brought devastation
[02:20.54]He lives like a prisoner in exile
[02:27.95]He lives like a prisoner in hell
[02:33.10]
[02:36.11]Dates black and white in the blue vault of space
[02:42.40]Swoop around like a symbol of peace
[02:50.30]Can they see the hawk?
[02:53.30]They're too busy in talk of love
[02:57.92]Why should they contemplate fear?
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[03:05.55]Everyone meets in the cramped city streets
[03:12.78]Hipsters of Zion collide
[03:19.62]To talk music and dross
[03:23.05]At the sign of The Cross
[03:27.27]We eat our falafel for peace
[03:34.81]The girl lets her uniform slip
[03:42.22]The boy cracks a joke, he is sweet
[03:49.48]He listens to hip hop in Gaza
[03:56.60]She listens to Coldplay in Lod
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