Scissors Cuts Paper

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All my life it's been the same

The world moves forward every day

Some things never seem to change

Scissors cuts paper, paper wraps stone

Stone blunts scissors and around we go

Scissors cuts paper, paper wraps stone

Stone blunts scissors and round and round we go

A child is born in the battle zone

It's his only life, it's his only home

Already knows what side he's on

It's in his blood and it's in his bone

Scissors cuts paper...

These people killed my children, these people took my home

These people, these people, these people, these people...

After everything that's been done to us

We're going to take what belongs to us

They deserve everything they get

We won't forgive and we won't forget

No-one ever dies in vain

Someone's fighting in their name

Someone else not afraid to die

Cos God is always on their side  

Scissors cuts paper...

©Liz Simcock 2002