Different Strokes

Semitones And buried bones King Suleman says to be in the taxi by 4. We barter for starters They pray for the martyrs My maw wishes I'd give her a call The walls that they're building The calmness of children Gassed as they were kicking a ball What's it gonna take this time? What's it gonna take to change your mind When everything is cosy and fine, What's it gonna take to change your mind? My friend Saaed Covered his heid With a balaclava cos the soldiers remember a face 10 years since his cousin, One in twenty dozen, Was ended before he had begun, And that's why we stand here, Me trembling in fear, 45 degrees in the sun. What's it gonna take this time? What's it gonna take to change your mind When everything is cosy and fine, What's it gonna take to change your mind? And after the melee, They sheltered and fed me, And then they sent us on our way, Often I wonder, If under the sun there, Whether they are marching today What's it gonna take this time? What's it gonna take to change your mind When everything is cosy and fine, What's it gonna take to change your mind?