Songtext von Ships Of Freedom

Jets fly low at the General Gordon Hotel at St. Peter's Trains are slow, but there must be some common ground between us Factory's cold, the first shift doesn't break till 11:30 Streets are old, the houses clean, children seldom dirty Don't turn back the ships of freedom Back to the South China Sea Can you imagine the first taste of freedom for the refugee? Don't turn back the ships of freedom Back to the South China Sea Can you imagine the first taste of freedom for the refugee?