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They used dogs on me

They used blindfolds

They embarrassed me in the nude

They gave shocks to me with electrodes

They deprived me of my food

They paraded me round the prison

Chained up to other men

And with every task,

One question they asked

Over and over and over again, they said...

"Aren't you the suicide bomber

Who blew up the bus last year?"

I say, "No," they say, "Yes,"

I say, "You're not thinking it through,"

But they went off and thought up some new things to doooooo

So they soaked me with cold water

And they left me there overnight

They put outlandish costumes upon me

And took photographs of my plight

They accused me of brutal behaviour

Whilst they kicked me in the balls

And with every task,

One question they asked

Echoing off of the cold prison walls, they said...

"Aren't you the suicide bomber

Who blew up the bus last year?"

I said, "No," they punched me,

I said, "Think logically,"

And they said, "You think logically!"

And I said, "What?"

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Psychological torture

Has cleared things right up for me

There's one thing I know,

When they let me go,

I will be the man that they want me to be

Yes, I'll be the suicide bomber

I'll blow up a bus one day

And so will my son

And his son after that

And then some poor new guy

Will sit where I sat

And he will be forced to wear poo for a hat

And so on and so ever forth,

Amen