Another Imperial Day Lyrics - New Model Army

You could be there 

on a dark october night 

waiting for the moment to be 

swimming 'cross the freezing river 

holding a plastic bag of belongings just out of the water 

climbing up the banks on the other side 

hiding in the trees so cold 

that you hardly show as a target 

on the heat seeking gear of the border patrol 

but you made it, you're another one over 

sleeping on a bench in a railway station 

in the heart of Europe 

haven't eaten anything for two days straight 

but where there is a will there's allways gonna be a way 

And every door is guarded 

and every guard costs money 

so the women are bought and kept and raped and sold as slaves 

because the family borrowed from the man 

and the man has allways got to be repaid 

for the deals of the borders and the fake IDs 

and the stolen passports all locked away 

While the women are working and gagging down on their knees 

and somewhere in the back of terminal 3 

in the clogged-up corridors of the imigration authorities 

whole families with the wrong bits of paper 

are waiting to be sent back to where they came from 

escorted by officials out across the tarmac 

with their wrist bound tight with cable ties behind their backs 

It's dawn and there's fog in Rotterdam harbour 

and the guard's on his break and the dogs are chained by the wire 

three figures come out from behind the cranes 

make across the train tracks 

climb aboard a Panamanian freighter headed for the isle of grain 

find a place to hide in a stack of containers 

another payload of world trade because 

goods are free to move but not people 

oil is free to move but not people 

jobs are free to move but not people 

money is free to move but not people 

And today they got a man hauled off a truck in the port of calais 

we watch him in silence as they lead him away 

clutching his battered suitcase 

but his face betrays him, lost and scared and defeated 

sitting in the back of the white port authority van 

well, where do any of us come from, it's pretty hard to say 

while high in the sky above us tonight 

the bombers are heading the other way, south and east 

into the blood red crimson sunrise of another imperial day