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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? Songtexte 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... Aus Songtexte Mania