Gareth Jones Songs

The Jihadist`s Lament

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It’s hot and it’s dusty, but nobody cares
As we’re firing our rockets at the people out there
“Convert unbelievers” that’s what it said
Inside the book that I’ve barely read

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What am I doing? What’s going on?
Why am I out here, so far from England?
It seemed so exciting; they said it was fun
But now I am terrified, terrified at what I have done

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It’s nothing like England, though they pay me a wage
It’s a lot to go through at such a young age
I tie up my headscarf as it makes me look cool
But the guys all around me can be incredibly cruel

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What am I doing? What’s going on?
Why am I out here, so far from England?
It seemed so exciting; they said it was fun
But now I am terrified, terrified at what I have done

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I can’t go back to England; I gave up my job
I thought I’d be welcomed when I joined to this mob
They just use me for my accent in the videos we post
To say what we mean when, when we make our boasts

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What am I doing? What’s going on?
Why am I out here, so far from England?
It seemed so exciting; they said it was fun
But now I am terrified, terrified at what I have done

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So now I am stuck here, my passport removed
I seem to be state-less; I’ve been such a fool
There’s nowhere to go now, there’s nothing to do
But to fight all the kafirs, before they get you

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​What am I doing? What’s going on?
Why am I out here, so far from England?
It seemed so exciting; they said it was fun
But now I am terrified, terrified at what I have done

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