I've been alone with you
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Inside your cell
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And in my dreams, I've cracked my
whips
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a thousand times
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Sometimes you see us gas
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inside your door!
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Hallou!!!
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Do you think Hamad is a bore?
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I can shoot you in the eyes
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I can punch you in the smile
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You've always been WANTED
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And my jeeps will take you for a ride
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Because you know the PM is gay
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And you know what he likes to do
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he likes the ladyboys so much
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I loathe you
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I long to see a gunshot in your face
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And shoot you time & time again
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With so much hate
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Sometimes the burning tires do glow
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She7wal
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I just can't let you go
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Because I wonder where you are
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And I wonder where you hide
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Are you somewhere safe and
homely?
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Or is someone torturing you?
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Tell me how to break your arm
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For I haven't got any glue
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But let me start by saying
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3ash bu 3loi
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Is it freedom you're looking for?
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Then I'll hit with a metal bar
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I wonder how you'll rue
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Mocking PM's ass that is not boney
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Or when someone is beating you?
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Tell us how to win in court
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For I haven't got a clue
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but let us start by saying, "We
sentence you..."
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Tuesday, 3 September 2013
Ode to our Shiia citizens from Bahrain Human Rights Minister
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