The Dharamsala Blues

They came with "good intentions"
And a thousand loaded guns
We tried to raise the white flag
We ended up with a red one
We asked the West to help us
We took refuge in the south
But when pushing came to shoving
There was no other way out
Now I got the Dharamsala blues
A hundred thousand refugees on the move
I don't want to live my life under a chopstick knife
I got the Dharamsala blues

Now all our people smile
As they blink back the tears
'Cause the Cultural Revolution
Turned our hopes into fears
Now I got the Dharamsala blues
A hundred thousand refugees on the move
I don't want to live my life under a chopstick knife
I got the Dharamsala...

But there's no sense in getting angry
'Cause Mao, he put us down
If instant karma doesn't get him
What comes around goes around
Now I got the Dharamsala blues
A hundred thousand refugees on the move
I don't want to live my life under a chopstick knife
I got the Dharamsala...
They got the Dharamsala...
We got the Dharamsala blues
Only want to cut loose
Of Peking duck-duck-goose
And end these Dharamsala blues



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Gowing
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