The desert dust was rising from a military
convoy
As it ran into the city with a cargo of despair
It waved away the roadblocks, as it dodged among the car bombs
For the cameras of the tourists in the Foxhole Inn
In the shadows of the ghetto there's a man beneath a blanket
Being kicked into the basement with his hands behind his head
They read him his confession, he agrees in his confusion
Then he asks for absolution from the cameraman
There is no love in the voice of the diplomat
He's running around in circles
There is no fear in the word of the journalist
He's seen it all before
I've had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away
I've had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away
But did you rape my daughter
Did you sell my son
Who'd you burn out back in the noon day sun
Had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away
I know you have a story said the fearless freedom fighter
About jet fighters and missiles and the way the east was won
Just silence on the newsreel just before I started talking
When as I know them hostages than any headline can
There is no love in the voice of the diplomat
He's running around in circles
There is no fear in the word of the journalist
He's seen it all before
Had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away
Had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away
Had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away
Had enough of holy men and holy wars
I wish that I was far away from here…away…away…away
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