(Intro Part)

We'd like to help you, the consul said
But theres nothing we can do
Well, you knew the risks when you took the job
After all you're not a fool

So, don't call me
Don't call me
I just can't bend the rules
Keep your chin up, I know its tough
Somehow you'll get through

It seems the Americans,
Bargain and rescue
But if you get caught, you're left to rot
Under a Beirut
Under a Beirut Moon

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do
Different rules, we haven't got a clue

We can't be seen to be giving to these terrorists, you see
If we talked with them,
It would mean the end,
For all that we hold dear

So, don't call me
Don't call me
I'm doing all I can
Although it seems, from where you sit
I don't give a damn

Back home they'll remember you
In the papers; On TV
Because, when you're caught
You're left to rot
Under a Beirut
Under a Beirut Moon

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do
Different rules, we haven't got a clue

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do
Different rules, we haven't got a clue

I know you dream of being free
Theres not much hope that I can see
Under a Beirut
Under a Beirut Moon

Now yesterday, on the news
I saw a hostage walking free
He talked of how, it came about
He gained his liberty

He said:
Don't give up
Don't give up
I can't bare to plead
Keep the pressure up
Don't let it drop
Somehow you'll get free

He said:
The Americans bargain and rescue
But when Brits get caught, they're left to rot
Under a Beirut
Under a Beirut Moon

Different rules, we haven't got a clue
Sorry son, theres nothing we can do
Different rules, we haven't got a clue

Different rules, we haven't got a clue
Sorry son, theres nothing we can do