We crossed the desert in
our tanks
We demonised the
brown-skinned man
In Gaza and Afghanistan
We fought for Rumsfeld and for Bush
No guilt or moral qualms
for us
We fought for
Campbell and for Blair
Don’t look for
any sorrow there
We fought for
oil and for God
On foreign
soil, because we could
We decide who
should be free
But don’t call
it hypocrisy
Wave a flag for tyranny
It ensures our
victory
God has
sanctioned what we do
It’s right for
us but not for you
We welcome the
a-symmetry
Of the new
insurgency
As long as
we’re on top of course –
We crush with
overwhelming force
Our enemies have sticks and stones
We have uranium and drones
In Egypt, Libya
and Iran
We seek to kill
the brown-skinned man
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