I hope you don't shoot at the Turks, oh
I hope you don't stoop to dirty words, oh
I hope you don't send up the birds
Hope you don't send up the birds
When you watch your houses come down
And all the flames shooting around
Up there in the air and down here on the ground
I hope you don't send up the stripes, oh
I hope you don't swallow the high glow
I hope you don't sight all the bright snow
Shake your fist out at the night
When you watch your houses come down
And all the flames shooting around
Up there in the air and down here on the ground
You find blame whеre you want it to be
You find blame whеre you want it to be
So fix it up, fix it up
You find blame where you want it to be