ONSIND LYRICS

"BA77"

These sterile walls, this black ring binder
Detention centres offer grim reminders of the crime
Jumbled words persist in running through your head
‘Asphyxiation’, ‘Litigation’, ‘Death’, ‘Duress’, ‘G4S’.

What does it mean to you? What does it mean to me?
No Prosecution, disregarded pleas for solidarity
Sick of ‘borders’, sick of ‘nations’, sick of racist immigration policy
Disregarded pleas for solidarity.

You make your case and you go home
You drink some wine and watch TV
And you go to sleep alone
But in the darkness you can hear the violent deportations
Jimmy screaming for his life on a British Airways flight.

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