Where do we go from here? |
| Where do we go from here, where do we go from here |
| Where do we go from here, where do we go from here |
They boarded up the synagogues, Uzis on a street corner |
| You can't take a photograph of Uzis on a street corner |
| The DJ resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say |
| Surface scratched where the needles play, Uzis on a street corner |
Where do we go from here |
Terror in Rue de St. Denis, murder on the periphery |
| Someone else in someone else's pocket |
| Christ knows I don't know how to stop it |
| Poppies at the cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh |
| I heard in on the telegraph there's Uzis on a street corner |
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here |
The more I see, the more I hear, the more I find fewer answers |
| I close my mind, I shout it out but you know it's getting harder |
| To calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about |
| I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's all right |
| My ideals, my sanity, they seem to be deserting me |
| But to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons |
They're burning down the synagogues, Uzis on a street corner |
| The heralds of the holocaust, Uzis on a street corner |
| The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows |
| This resurrection we can't allow, Uzis on a street corner |
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here |
We buy fresh bagels from the corner store |
| Where swastikas are spat from aerosols |
| I sit in the bar sipping iced White Russian |
| Trying to score but nobody's pushing |
| And everyone looks at everyone's faces |
| Searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence |
| Are we sitting on a barbed wire fence |
| Racing the clouds home, racing the clouds home |
We place our faith in human rights |
| In the paper wars that tie the red tape tight |
| I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy |
| In the gulags and internment camps frozen faces in nameless ranks |
| I know that they would rather be standing here besides me |
| Racing the clouds home, racing the clouds home |
You can shut your eyes, you can hide it away it's gonna come back another day |
| Racing the clouds home, are we racing the clouds home |
| Racing the clouds home |