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We′re out here on the borders
With our favourite few possessions
Trading stories whispered round the fire
There's shadows in the searchlights
Mugshots in the files
Waiting in the camps behind the wire
Kick the door until it opens
What you have you cannot hold
We are young, forever hungry
You are fat and growing old
And every day you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
Every day you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
We pick the leaves of coca
Stack the crates of cola
We wait upon the tables where you dine
And we learn from you not to accept
The little that we′re given
To take the piece of silver where we can
And clutching at these papers
In another office line
We stare in from the darkness
Up at windows filled with lights
And every day you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
Every day you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
Every day you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
Every day you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
In my town we used to pray
To idols sent from far away
From out beyond the dusty days
We heard your voices call
And in your town the streets are clean
The order stands, the sirens scream
You took a piece, vacation dreams
And reinforced the wall
Now in your queues at immigration
In the border zone
We are your bastard children, yeah
All coming home
And still you try, you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
Still you try, you try to build a higher wall, a higher wall
And your money cannot stop us
And your fear, it cannot stop us
No, you will never stop us with your higher
Wall, your higher wall, your higher wall
Your higher wall
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Writer(s): Justin Edward Sullivan, Jason James Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
