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Fifteen men taken in a hostile, foreign land
Scorchin' sun beaming onto miles and miles of sand
A Mideast country being by a man who thinks it's fun
To hold our people in return for a Shah on the run

I it's funny
Freedom money

It's a heartache and it's hard
Well, that's shit, man, it's no fun
the Iranian embassy
Before they shooting down you and me

Scores of suits in control of the
While the nations of the world on and can't care less
The Soviet Union won't to an economic plan
And then they laugh and march troops into Afghanistan

Orders from
Tehran now

It's a heartache and hard luck
Well, that's shit, man, it's no fun
Storm the Iranian
Before they start at you and me, hey

A worries and reads the papers
that no one has died
Hearing rumors that the
Will soon be as spies

Demonstrations on the
that the end is near
The man from the New York on vacation
Wants to know happened here

acts now
We want the now
Fifteen moms
Is my son

a heartache and it's hard luck
Well, tough shit, man, it's no fun
Storm the Iranian
they start shooting at you and me