Against the occupation of Iraq by
the US and UK
Pipes run over sand,
devils hand in hand –
get out of my land
Hands off my oil.
Leave me just alone,
this can’t be your zone –
get out of my home.
Hands off my soil.
Child’s hunger, no food,
taking all the goods –
drive me out of mood.
Hands off my oil.
Your poisonous napalms,
burn with no alarms –
no dates on my palms.
Hands off my soil.
Constantly you fight,
aggression is not right –
get out of my sight.
Hands off my oil.
