I've got to go, but what a prize to give 

Package deal to the sun, everything is inclusive 

where bullet holes scar the minarets 

smoke on the horizon a beautiful sunset 



Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 

Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again 

Going on my middle eastern holiday 

Been gone so long, I hope I'm coming home some day 

We can fight, we can fight 



I'm 21, meanwhile back at home 

My friends are out tonight all drinking and dancing 

I've got a girl, is she missing me? 

Watching out for me on the news on TV 







Back at home, politicians sit 

Over lunch discussing this 

In the desert the fuse is lit, I'm the one who has to deal with it 



He's got a gun, bullets meant for me 

Time seems to stand still I'm so scared I can't speak 

I'm flying home, above everything 

I don't understand why is it my mothers crying? 



Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 

Give me a gun, I hope I see my mum again 

Going on my Middle Eastern holiday 

Top up the tan, fight for the man going far away 

Far away...