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  • I'm sitting around at the checkpoint
    Keeping myself to myself
    My heart's going out to the girl with the gun
    She is young, she is fun, she is deadly

    She clocks off, goes back to the city
    Goes to a club with her friends

    I just took a walk through the checkpoint
    Past columns of poor Arab sons
    They queue through the day for a chance to make pay
    For something to put in their mouths

    He can't sleep at night without gunfire
    The lullaby puts him to sleep

    We stand there accused of the British collusion
    Israel into Palestine
    A victory for some an astonishing hope
    But for him it has brought devastation
    He lives like a prisoner in exile
    He lives like a prisoner in hell

    Dates black and white in the blue vault of space
    Swoop around like a symbol of peace
    Can they see the hawk?
    They're too busy in talk of love
    Why should they contemplate fear?

    Everyone meets in the cramped city streets
    Hipsters of Zion collide
    To talk music and dross
    At the sign of The Cross
    We eat our falafel for peace
    The girl lets her uniform slip
    The boy cracks a joke, he is sweet
    He listens to hip hop in Gaza
    She listens to Coldplay in Lod

  • [00:08.22]I'm sitting around at the checkpoint
    [00:15.77]Keeping myself to myself
    [00:22.78]My heart's going out to the girl with the gun
    [00:29.83]She is young, she is fun, she is deadly
    [00:36.70]
    [00:37.58]She clocks off, goes back to the city
    [00:45.23]Goes to a club with her friends
    [00:50.02]
    [00:52.70]I just took a walk through the checkpoint
    [00:59.66]Past columns of poor Arab sons
    [01:07.04]They queue through the day for a chance to make pay
    [01:14.65]For something to put in their mouths
    [01:20.97]
    [01:22.05]He can't sleep at night without gunfire
    [01:29.30]The lullaby puts him to sleep
    [01:34.23]
    [01:51.62]We stand there accused of the British collusion
    [01:58.72]Israel into Palestine
    [02:06.01]A victory for some an astonishing hope
    [02:12.89]But for him it has brought devastation
    [02:20.54]He lives like a prisoner in exile
    [02:27.95]He lives like a prisoner in hell
    [02:33.10]
    [02:36.11]Dates black and white in the blue vault of space
    [02:42.40]Swoop around like a symbol of peace
    [02:50.30]Can they see the hawk?
    [02:53.30]They're too busy in talk of love
    [02:57.92]Why should they contemplate fear?
    [03:02.58]
    [03:05.55]Everyone meets in the cramped city streets
    [03:12.78]Hipsters of Zion collide
    [03:19.62]To talk music and dross
    [03:23.05]At the sign of The Cross
    [03:27.27]We eat our falafel for peace
    [03:34.81]The girl lets her uniform slip
    [03:42.22]The boy cracks a joke, he is sweet
    [03:49.48]He listens to hip hop in Gaza
    [03:56.60]She listens to Coldplay in Lod
    [04:01.82]