Lyrics

If you don't know where I come from You better steer clear of my trail From the dark side of London That's way beyond the pale My grandpa came from Russia, stowed away hidden in some bales He took my grandma dancing to the air raid siren's wail Then Saint George used his sword on the immigrant poor 'cause he can't kill no dragon If I was in those shoes I'd say Soweto's gonna happen here too I gotta get a message through Tell everybody the news And with the winter coming... Crossing all the borders Through the smoke of war and rain Papers out of order On a military train A coat, a bag, a baby, status: refugee These are the people of my family Don't anybody know that this city was made of immigrant blood and money? If I was in those shoes A blackshirt with the playboy blues I gotta get a message through Tell everybody the news And with the winter coming... Now there's a rocker in Vladivostok, got every side by Jerry Lee But for accidents of disorder that guy could well be me I want everybody to know this, I want everyone to hear Immigration built the nation, you got a bloodclaat standing here [Guitar solo] Now Saint George used his sword on the immigrant poor 'cause he can't kill no dragon If I was in those shoes I'd say Soweto's gonna happen here too I gotta get a message through Tell everybody the news And with the winter coming... Don't anybody know that the city was made of immigrant blood and money? If I was in those shoes A blackshirt with the playboy blues I gotta get a message through Tell everybody the news And with the winter coming...