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?