Refugee with an iPhone, where are you all coming from?
I've a sneaking suspicion you're pulling some kind of con
Refugee with an iPhone, iPhone that's newer than mine
Would you jump the queue while I'm stuck here standing in line?
I had a house and a car and a job
Before the secret police, the riots and bombs
But it's safer to be where the bombs all come from
Than the city on which they are falling
So I gave a man all the money I had
In exchange for a space in the back of a van
And all that I had in a bag on my back
Was my phone and a few bits of clothing
Refugee with an iPhone, where are you all coming from?
I've a sneaking suspicion something's gone horribly wrong
Refugee with an iPhone, you may not have terrorist links
But there's no room on the lifeboat, if we take anymore we might sink
Is it a sign that I'm radicalised
If I don't want my wife and my daughter to die?
I've seen the fear in a little one's eyes
That her daddy soon will be taken
So I call her now at the end of most days
Tell her I love her, tell her I'm safe
And we both send pictures of our scariest face
And she holds the phone while she's sleeping
Refugee with an iPhone, exposing uncomfortable truth
We can't bail out the bankers and afford to look after you too
Cos bankers have friends so high they own the Sun and the Sky
And refugees just like iPhones never take too long to die
In January '48 Steffie arrived
From the wreckage of Austria to build a new life
Practiced her English late into the night
Reading out loud from the papers
Married a soldier, a practical man
He built a home for them with his own hands
Raised children and chickens and took any job
And one of her children is singing this song
Refugee with an iPhone, how can I deny you the chance?
Deny you the same opportunity my mother had?
Deny you the basic compassion I hope I would find
If the fire that fell on your country was falling on mine
Refugee with an iPhone, a symbol, as two worlds collide
Let's take a selfie, you can 'friend' me if you like...
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Refugee with an iPhone, where are you all coming from?
I've a sneaking suspicion you're pulling some kind of con
Refugee with an iPhone, iPhone that's newer than mine
Would you jump the queue while I'm stuck here standing in line?
I had a house and a car and a job
Before the secret police, the riots and bombs
But it's safer to be where the bombs all come from
Than the city on which they are falling
So I gave a man all the money I had
In exchange for a space in the back of a van
And all that I had in a bag on my back
Was my phone and a few bits of clothing
Refugee with an iPhone, where are you all coming from?
I've a sneaking suspicion something's gone horribly wrong
Refugee with an iPhone, you may not have terrorist links
But there's no room on the lifeboat, if we take anymore we might sink
Is it a sign that I'm radicalised
If I don't want my wife and my daughter to die?
I've seen the fear in a little one's eyes
That her daddy soon will be taken
So I call her now at the end of most days
Tell her I love her, tell her I'm safe
And we both send pictures of our scariest face
And she holds the phone while she's sleeping
Refugee with an iPhone, exposing uncomfortable truth
We can't bail out the bankers and afford to look after you too
Cos bankers have friends so high they own the Sun and the Sky
And refugees just like iPhones never take too long to die
In January '48 Steffie arrived
From the wreckage of Austria to build a new life
Practiced her English late into the night
Reading out loud from the papers
Married a soldier, a practical man
He built a home for them with his own hands
Raised children and chickens and took any job
And one of her children is singing this song
Refugee with an iPhone, how can I deny you the chance?
Deny you the same opportunity my mother had?
Deny you the basic compassion I hope I would find
If the fire that fell on your country was falling on mine
Refugee with an iPhone, a symbol, as two worlds collide
Let's take a selfie, you can 'friend' me if you like...
I've a sneaking suspicion you're pulling some kind of con
Refugee with an iPhone, iPhone that's newer than mine
Would you jump the queue while I'm stuck here standing in line?
I had a house and a car and a job
Before the secret police, the riots and bombs
But it's safer to be where the bombs all come from
Than the city on which they are falling
So I gave a man all the money I had
In exchange for a space in the back of a van
And all that I had in a bag on my back
Was my phone and a few bits of clothing
Refugee with an iPhone, where are you all coming from?
I've a sneaking suspicion something's gone horribly wrong
Refugee with an iPhone, you may not have terrorist links
But there's no room on the lifeboat, if we take anymore we might sink
Is it a sign that I'm radicalised
If I don't want my wife and my daughter to die?
I've seen the fear in a little one's eyes
That her daddy soon will be taken
So I call her now at the end of most days
Tell her I love her, tell her I'm safe
And we both send pictures of our scariest face
And she holds the phone while she's sleeping
Refugee with an iPhone, exposing uncomfortable truth
We can't bail out the bankers and afford to look after you too
Cos bankers have friends so high they own the Sun and the Sky
And refugees just like iPhones never take too long to die
In January '48 Steffie arrived
From the wreckage of Austria to build a new life
Practiced her English late into the night
Reading out loud from the papers
Married a soldier, a practical man
He built a home for them with his own hands
Raised children and chickens and took any job
And one of her children is singing this song
Refugee with an iPhone, how can I deny you the chance?
Deny you the same opportunity my mother had?
Deny you the basic compassion I hope I would find
If the fire that fell on your country was falling on mine
Refugee with an iPhone, a symbol, as two worlds collide
Let's take a selfie, you can 'friend' me if you like...
Writer: Matthew Blick
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid