[Verse 1]
Fifteen men taken captive in a hostile foreign land
Scorching sun beating down onto miles and miles of sand
A Mideast country being ruled
By a man who thinks it's fun
To hold our people in return
For a Shah that's on the run
[Pre-Chorus]
I think it's funny
Freedom takes money
[Chorus]
It's a heartache and it's hard luck
Well that's tough shit
Man, it's no fun
Storm the Iranian embassy
Before they start shooting down you and me
[Verse 2]
Scores of suits in control
Of the diplomatic mess
While the nations of the world
Look on and can't care less
The Soviet Union won't agree
To an economic plan
And then they laugh and march their troops into Afghanistan
Fifteen men taken captive in a hostile foreign land
Scorching sun beating down onto miles and miles of sand
A Mideast country being ruled
By a man who thinks it's fun
To hold our people in return
For a Shah that's on the run
[Pre-Chorus]
I think it's funny
Freedom takes money
[Chorus]
It's a heartache and it's hard luck
Well that's tough shit
Man, it's no fun
Storm the Iranian embassy
Before they start shooting down you and me
[Verse 2]
Scores of suits in control
Of the diplomatic mess
While the nations of the world
Look on and can't care less
The Soviet Union won't agree
To an economic plan
And then they laugh and march their troops into Afghanistan
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