Morrissey This Is Not Your Country lyrics

Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire
This is not your country

Armoured cars, corrugated scars
Grafitti scrawls
This is not your country

Home sweet fortress
Gunshot, we hate your kind
Get back
This is not your country

I need some air
And I'm stopped
And repeatedly questioned
"Born and raised?"
But this is not my country

We're old news
All's well
Say BBC scum
One child shot but so what?

Laid my son in a box
Three feet long
And I still don't know why

A short walk home becomes a run
And I'm scared
In my own country


We're old news
All's well
Say BBC scum
Everybody's under control
Of our surveillance globes

We're old news
All's well
And thirty years could be a thousand

And this Peugeot ad
Spins round in my head
British soldier pointing a gun

And I'm only trying to post a letter
A short walk home becomes a run
And I'm scared, and I'm scared, I am scared

Old news
All's well
BBC scum

You've got more than the dead
So zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth