People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers
in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil
people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings
amongst the scattered rubbish
and suitcases on the sidewalk
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying for everything
(Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
So I turned to an old man by the generator
he was standing on the gravel by the fetid river
he turned to me and then surveyed the scene
said, �War is here in our beloved city.�
(Let it burn, let it burn burn burn)
Saw doves in the river who tried to swim away
through tons of sewage, fate written on their foreheads
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees
and eyes are crying for everything
(Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
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People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers in a sad circus by a trench of burning oil people throw belongings and lifetimes earnings amongst the scattered rubbish and suitcases on the sidewalk
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
So I turned to an old man by the generator he was standing on the gravel by the fetid river he turned to me and then surveyed the scene said, �War is here in our beloved city.� (Let it burn, let it burn burn burn)
Saw doves in the river who tried to swim away through tons of sewage, fate written on their foreheads
Date, palms, and orange and tangerine trees and eyes are crying for everything (Let it burn, let it burn, let it burn, burn, burn)
Good-good-good-good-good-bye.