Alba – Against All Authority

Black beans on the stove, Malta in my hand
Tears in Alba’s eyes as she dreams of a far away land
“I’ve been stripped from my country, I’ve been spit on by my race”
I said, “it’ll be okay” as I wiped a tear from her face

And she said “no quieroir la mentira que vivo aqui!”
“Yo quiero volver a mi pais!”
“You’ll never know the pain I feel inside
I’ve been striped from my country and robbed of my pride”

I don’t know where I’m gonna go but I don’t belong here!
I don’t know where I’m gonna go but I don’t belong here!

Black beans on the stove, Malta in my hand
Tears in Alba’s eyes as she dreams of a far away land
“I’ve been stripped from my country, I’ve been spit on by my race”
I said, “it’ll be okay” as I wiped a tear from her face

And she said “no quieroir la mentira que vivo aqui!”
“Yo quiero volver a mi pais!”
“You’ll never know the pain I feel inside
I’ve been striped from my country and robbed of my pride”

I don’t know where I’m gonna go but I don’t belong here!
I don’t know where I’m gonna go but I don’t belong here!

“No quieroir la mentira que vivo aqui!”
“Yo quiero volver a mi pais!”
“You’ll never know the pain I feel inside
I’ve been striped from my country and robbed of my pride”

I don’t know where I’m gonna go but I don’t belong here!
I don’t know where I’m gonna go but I don’t belong here!