Illegal Attacks (Feat. Sinead O'connor)

So what the [bad word] is this UK
Gunnin’ with this US of 
In Iraq and Iran and in Afghanistan

Does not a day go by
Without the Israeli Air Force
Fail to drop it’s bombs from the sky?

How many mothers to cry?
How many sons have to die?
How many missions left to fly over Palestine?
‘Cause as a matter of facts
It’s a pact, it’s an act
These are illegal attacks
So bring the soldiers back
These are illegal attacks
It’s contracts for contacts
I’m singing concrete facts
So bring the soldiers back

What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor

So tell me just [bad word] were the Taliban
Sat burning incense in Texas
Roaming round in a Lexus
Sittin’ on six billion oil [bad word] 
Down with the Dow Jones, up on the Nasdaq
Pushed into the war zones

It’s [bad word] [bad word] 
‘Cause all the oil men get paid
And only so many [bad word] home
It’s [bad word] [bad word] 
military charade
And only so many [bad word] home

What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor

Soldiers, [bad word] home
 [bad word] home

Through all the blood and sweat
Nobody can forget
It ain’t the size of the dog in the fight
It’s the size of the fight 
in the dog on the day or the night
There’s no time to reflect
On the threat, the situation, 
the bark nor the bite
These [bad word] [bad word] 
‘Cos all the oil men get paid
These [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] tactical rape
And from the streets of New York 
and Baghdad to Tehran and Tel Aviv
Bring forth the prophets of the Lord
From dirty [bad word] fillin’ pockets
With the profits of greed

These [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] tactical raids
Playin’ military charades to get paid

And who got the devils?
And who got the Lords?
Build yourself a mountain – 
Drink up in the fountain
 [bad word] home
 [bad word] home
 [bad word] home
 [bad word] home

What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor

What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor