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They call it the (C) law,
We call it apartheid internment conscription partition and silence (G C G)
(Em) It’s a law that they made to keep you and me,
Where they think we (D) belong
(C) They hide behind steel and bulletproof glass,
Machine guns and spies (G C G)
(Em) And you tell us who'll suffer the tear gas and torture that we're doing wrong (D Dsus4 D)
(C) No time for love if they (G) come in the morning
No (D) time to show tears over fears in the morning
No (C) time for goodbyes, (G) no time to ask why
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
The came for (C) sackov and seti(?) and Connolly and Pearse in their time (G C G)
They (Em) came for bold Tommy Hayes, bobby sands and some of his (D) friends
In (C) Boston Chicago Saigon San Diego Warsaw and Belfast (G C G)
And (Em) places that never make headlines the list never ends (D Dsus4 D)
(C) No time for love if they (G) come in the morning
No (D) time to show tears over fears in the morning
No (C) time for goodbyes, (G) no time to ask why
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
The boys in (C) blue are only a few of the everyday cops on their beat (G C G)
The (Em) CID branchmen informers and spies do their job just as (D) well
And (C) behind them the men who tap phones and load down computers and files (G C G)
And (Em) the man that tells them when to come to take you to your cell (D Dsus4 D)
(C) No time for love if they (G) come in the morning
No (D) time to show tears over fears in the morning
No (C) time for goodbyes, (G) no time to ask why
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
So come on you (C) people who give your brothers and sisters the will to live on (G C G)
They (Em) say you can get used to this war but that doesn't mean that this war isn't (D) on
The (C) fish need the sea to survive just like your comrades need you (G C G)
And the (Em) death squads can only get through to them if first they can get through to you (D Dsus4 D)
(C) No time for love if they (G) come in the morning
No (D) time to show tears over fears in the morning
No (C) time for goodbyes, (G) no time to ask why
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
(C) No time for love if they (G) come in the morning
No (D) time to show tears over fears in the morning
No (C) time for goodbyes, (G) no time to ask why
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
And the sound of the (Bm) siren (C) the (D) cry of the mourning (G C G)
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