We done somethin’ we both know it
We don’t talk too much about it
Yeah it ain’t no real big secret all the same
Somehow we get around it
Iraq wasn’t really hiding WMD baby
We believed what we want to believe
You see the wars are what make all the refugees
… the wars are what make all the refugees
Somewhere, somehow somebody
Liberated you from your home
Now you’re on the move to survive
Far from the graves of your loved ones
Libya’s hell since we killed Gadaffi baby
Everybody’s dead or hurt, not free
You see the wars are what make all the refugees
… the wars are what make all the refugees
Baby this ain’t the first
Bombs fixed a million lands by making em worse
The latest lie seems real to you
But it’s one of those things
You gotta die to make true
Somewhere, somehow somebody
Liberated you from your home
Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped
Tied up, taken away and held for ransom
It won’t make it on the BBC baby
But everybody’s dead or hurt, not free
You see the wars are what make all the refugees
… the wars are what make all the refugees
(apologies to Tom Petty who actually had nothing to do with this)
