[Verse 1] Stand together side by side — not words you’ll hear them say, Stand tall, stand proud, “follow me!” if you want to live another day. They chose victims for scapegoats to feed their lies, You’ll never hear the truth that hides behind their eyes. It’s migrants, it’s thugs — it’s children, it’s mums, Don’t play dumb, ’cause they weren’t using guns. Fear the fear they make you fear for the fear they fear ain’t the fear you fear it’s the fear that we’ll still be here… well, that’s what I hear. [Chorus] Governments in hiding, preaching “we’ll meet them on the beach,” Divide they will fall if we ever want peace. If fear is their weapon, then truth is a breach — and the ones shouting danger ain’t the ones on the street. [Verse 2] They point at your neighbour, the people on your street, Turn a simple passing glance into something incomplete. They twist every headline just to widen the divide, Till you’re watching every shadow standing right by your side. It’s borders, it’s laws — it’s “protecting our land,” But the real sleight of hand is the fear they have planned. They shout “take back control” while they tighten the chain, And convince you your neighbour is the source of your pain. Stand firm, stay clear — don’t fall for the game, They profit from panic while we shoulder the blame. Look past the noise, past the stories they steer, Every face you fear will be crushed if we don’t make a stand right here. [Chorus] Governments in hiding, preaching “we’ll meet them on the beach,” Divide they will fall if we ever want peace. If fear is their weapon, then truth is a breach — and the ones shouting danger ain’t the ones on the street. [Verse 3] “Stop the boats,” “take control,” repeat it every week, that’s the same old fear‑machine tactic history used to speak. “Hard‑working families first,” “keep danger off our shore,” funny how the phrasing feels familiar — have we heard this before? Not the words — not the hate — but the method’s on repeat, the old trick of a threat marching right up the street. I’m not quoting what they said back in those regimes of war, I’m saying the structure of the message feels like something they’ve used before. So when they chant the slogans like a drumline on TV, I spit ’em back unfiltered just to show what people see. If the echo sounds historic, that’s the part they won’t teach — ’cause the loudest propaganda is the one they never call a speech. [Chorus] Governments in hiding, preaching “we’ll meet them on the beach,” Divide they will fall if we ever want peace. If fear is their weapon, then truth is a breach — and the ones shouting danger ain’t the ones on the street.
