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I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli

Fighting for freedom, a better place to be

I wonder if there's a young man not far off the same as me

Wielding his ideas for others to see

There's a roof on my head

 And I'm well fed

 And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see

 So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli

 For their dreams are far from ... I sing

Controlled by a man we've all known and seen before

Killing on his doorstep as the blood runs down his doors

Poisoning his people with words spun from the west

 He's giving them arms to fight while in his past head down he rests

There's a roof on my head

And I'm well fed

And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see

So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli

For their dreams are far from ... I sing

The disaster's on the news as the battle rages on

Limbs are pulled from the rubble and all I can do is look on

Before I stop my day, before I'm back in ...

I ask could we do more if we didn't ...

Well they're sending ships and planes and a no-fly zone is arranged

As the government plays Risk once again

And I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli

Fighting for their freedom, a better place to be

There's a roof on my head

And I'm well fed

And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see

So spare a thought for the people of Tripoli

For their dreams are far from ... I sing

There's a roof on my head

 And I'm well fed

 And the sun tomorrow I'm likely to see

 So spare a thought should daily passes you by

 And the little things get you down

 Oh the little things pass you by

 And the little things feel like a thorn

 In your sight

I wonder if there's dreamers on the streets of Tripoli

Fighting for freedom, a better place to be

I wonder if there's a young man not far off the same as me

Wielding his ideas I wonder if he'll live to see