Hard-fi - Middle Eastern Holiday lyrics

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...