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Just because you don¡¯t speak the language
Doesn¡¯t mean that you can¡¯t understand
Just because you don¡¯t speak the language
Doesn¡¯t mean that you can¡¯t understand
The twist in the script of the insult
Scrawled on the back of your hand

Torn from the pages of scripture
Sprayed on the wall in the frays of a flag
Kisses forbidden on lips
And all of your fine clothes worn into rags

Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There¡¯s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire

Don¡¯t open the door ¡®cos they¡¯re coming
Don¡¯t open the door ¡®cos they¡¯re here
Above there¡¯s an ominous humming
Below there¡¯s a murmur of prayer

Torn from the pages of scandal
Sprayed on a wall in the frays of the flag
Kisses forbidden on lips
and all of your fine clothes blown into rags

Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There¡¯s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire

There¡¯s a cross in the line there¡¯s a circus
There¡¯s a voice that you might overhear
There¡¯s a lens making the picture perfect
They say you have nothing to fear

Torn from the pages of pamphlets
Thrown in the air like confetti in church
Far, far away there¡¯s a target
and the sound of an army just starting to march

Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There¡¯s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire

Just because I don¡¯t read the language
Doesn¡¯t mean that I'm blind to the threat
Though I thought there was more to forgiveness
Than all we conveniently forget

Torn from the pages of history
Repeated again and again and again
You¡¯re either for or against us
and that is how the hatred begins

Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire, tripwire
There¡¯s a tripwire
Tripwire, tripwire, tripwire

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Tripwire
Elvis Costello



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