Hard working people from another land
Looking for a little more
Coming to this country for a helping hand
You know, they sail their ships upon these shores
And they are lookin' for a freedom
That most of us don't appreciate
But you know man, we can't let them in
'Cos the government's full of racial hate
And then they got the nerve to say
They be takin' our culture away
Even though our ancestors tried to do the same to the Aborigine
Seems strange to me, man, strange to me
Don't it seem strange to you
That a country founded on immigration
Is so damned racist too?
And I say, home
Home is where the heart is
Yeah, home
And then they got the nerve to say
They be takin' our jobs away
Even though half the jobs that we're working for
Are owned from overseas
And the other half of the companies
Yes, yes, that they say that we rightly own
They operate on aisle three third world
That's right, yeah, the sweat shop zone
And I say, I don't know what's going on
Don't know what the hell to say
The government decides on letting refugees in
And when they get here, yes, they are detained
And I don't know what's going on
Don't know the reason why
We live in an educated so called democracy
Where everybody decides to believe in lies
Believe in lies
Home is where the heart is, yeah
Home
Looking for a little more
Coming to this country for a helping hand
You know, they sail their ships upon these shores
And they are lookin' for a freedom
That most of us don't appreciate
But you know man, we can't let them in
'Cos the government's full of racial hate
And then they got the nerve to say
They be takin' our culture away
Even though our ancestors tried to do the same to the Aborigine
Seems strange to me, man, strange to me
Don't it seem strange to you
That a country founded on immigration
Is so damned racist too?
And I say, home
Home is where the heart is
Yeah, home
And then they got the nerve to say
They be takin' our jobs away
Even though half the jobs that we're working for
Are owned from overseas
And the other half of the companies
Yes, yes, that they say that we rightly own
They operate on aisle three third world
That's right, yeah, the sweat shop zone
And I say, I don't know what's going on
Don't know what the hell to say
The government decides on letting refugees in
And when they get here, yes, they are detained
And I don't know what's going on
Don't know the reason why
We live in an educated so called democracy
Where everybody decides to believe in lies
Believe in lies
Home is where the heart is, yeah
Home
inviata da Bernart Bartleby - 16/11/2017 - 14:06
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Parole e musica di John Butler, importante cantautore australiano, classe 1975
Nella raccolta dal vivo “Living 2001–2002”, dove il brano è il solo in versione da studio