Stiff Little Fingers - Beirut Moon lyrics

(Intro Part)

We'd like to help you, the consul said

But theres nothing we can do

Well, you knew the risks when you took the job

After all you're not a fool

So, don't call me

Don't call me

I just can't bend the rules

Keep your chin up, I know its tough

Somehow you'll get through

It seems the Americans,

Bargain and rescue

But if you get caught, you're left to rot

Under a Beirut

Under a Beirut Moon

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do

Different rules, we haven't got a clue

We can't be seen to be giving to these terrorists, you see

If we talked with them,

It would mean the end,

For all that we hold dear

So, don't call me

Don't call me

I'm doing all I can

Although it seems, from where you sit

I don't give a damn

Back home they'll remember you

In the papers; On TV

Because, when you're caught

You're left to rot

Under a Beirut

Under a Beirut Moon

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do

Different rules, we haven't got a clue

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do

Different rules, we haven't got a clue

I know you dream of being free

Theres not much hope that I can see

Under a Beirut

Under a Beirut Moon

Now yesterday, on the news

I saw a hostage walking free

He talked of how, it came about

He gained his liberty

He said:

Don't give up

Don't give up

I can't bare to plead

Keep the pressure up

Don't let it drop

Somehow you'll get free

He said:

The Americans bargain and rescue

But when Brits get caught, they're left to rot

Under a Beirut

Under a Beirut Moon

Different rules, we haven't got a clue

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do

Different rules, we haven't got a clue

Different rules, we haven't got a clue

Sorry son, theres nothing we can do