Harp (2002 Remaster)

Harp (2002 Remaster) - Stiff Little Fingers

Written by：Jake Burns

Don't pity this poor immigrant

My eyes were open when I caught the boat

All I wanted was your shelter

And maybe just a little hope

But you turned your anger on me

For the courage that you lack

I don't want your half assed freedom

You can have the whole deal back

Now let me tell you something

Let's get this straight from the start

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

You said bring me your poor and destitute

And I can kick them when they're down

Cause there's always enough misery

And we'll be sure to share it round

Now I'll turn my anger on you

For the decency you lack

For the morals you fail to uphold

Your coc*ine crack and smack

To the land that wears it's heart up front

I'm screaming from the back

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

And the ghettos almost full now

It's time for trash to move uptown

And the sight of all those beggars

On the streets must really get you down

Soon they'll turn their anger on you

For the promises you broke

For all the lies you told them

As their dreams went up in smoke

And I feel I stand among them

As I shout this from the heart

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

You built your land on principles

Decent brave and true

I find it hard to understand

Just what went wrong with you

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

Don't pity this poor immigrant

My eyes were open when I caught the boat

All I wanted was your shelter

And maybe just a little hope

But you turned your anger on me

For the courage that you lack

I don't want your half assed freedom

You can have the whole deal back

Now let me tell you something

Let's get this straight from the start

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp

Don't call me harp