Magic land so far away - was

It worth the voyage in these days? 

The lives of soldiers thrown away

In medieval claims to yesterday...

Off the starboard bow/in the

Heat of the night/we visualize

Apocalypse in the fire fight

The parliament says "it's necessary"

But birmingham calls you home/

The neighborhoodthe familythe

Mind begins to roam.

Ocean currents flowing/taking

Vessels to a war/whether right

Or wrong it's a moot point/as we

Hit the shore/a former king's

Residence/in the district of the

North/the crown of england is risking

All for sovereignty at stanley port.

The mission. the mission. don't forget

The mission.

But there's no way out/i don't want

To stand here and fight anymore/

Please - couldn't we find a better way

I just saw somebody die.

Waving the flag as he fell to the ground -

While the locals rejoiced in liberation.

So take those ice cold islands back -

Almighty union jack/a thousand

Victories will be behind you/in royal

Fashion the coloniesthe land swept up

In the naval destruction out at sea.

No wire to the u.k. - no moral

Ground can prepare us to die at

Falkland sound.*

So take those ice cold islands back

Almighty union jack/a thousand

Victories will be behind you/when will

We learn to cease the fire/my friends

In modern times - we need a better way.

Because this place belongs to all of us

Responsibility lies within each of us

The revenge we seek will not conquer us...

Listen.

This place belongs to all of us

Responsibility lies within each of us

One earthone mind can save us

My friends the end is near us.