Road blocks and fire. Barb wire upon barb wire. This is not your country. Armoured cars corrugated scars. Grafitti scrawls:. This is not your country. Home sweet fortress. Gunshot - we hate your kind. Get back !. This is not your country. I need some air. And I'm stopped and repeatedly questioned:. Born and raised?. But this is not my country. We're old news. All's well. Say Bbc scum. One child shot but so what?. Laid my son. In a box three feet long. And I still don't know why. A short walk home becomes a run. And I'm scared. In my own country. We're old news. All's well. Say Bbc scum. Everybody's under control. Of our surveillance globes. We're old news. All's well. And thirty years could be a thousand. And this Peugeot ad. Spins round in my head. British soldier pointing a gun. And I'm only trying to post a letter. A short walk home becomes a run. And I'm scared and I'm scared. I am scared. Old news. All's well. Bbc scum. You've got more than the dead. so zip up your mouth. Zip up your mouth. Zip up your mouth. Zip up your mouth. You've got more than the dead. so zip up your mouth. Zip up your mouth. Zip up your mouth. Zip up your mouth