Stiff Little Fingers - Harp - Sözleri

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

So now I'll tell you something

Let's get this straight from the start

Don't call me Harp

Don't call me Harp



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