Don't want to live in a prison cell Don't want to live in a smoking room, Independence just won't come to you In the brief of a diplomat.
Say your prayers for the future Say your prayers for the past, It might be round the corner It might be all we have. Say your Prayers.
Don't want to live with a compromise Don't want to live with hypocrisy, Bureaucracy doesn't have to win Breaks the cage of the beast within.
Say your prayers in the boardroom Say your prayers on the stairs, It might be catastrophic It might be too damn bad. Say your prayers.
I got the cure for compassion fatigue Spend a week with the Timorese, Running scared from the military You can share you can share your disease.
Now we don't live with an absent master We don't live on an island divided, Don't want my kids to grow up in shame In a country with a different name Had to throw them out, had to break the chains.
I got the cure for compassion fatigue Spend a week with the Timorese, Running scared from the military I come to you with a plaintive plea.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
