I hope you don't shoot at the Turks I hope you don't stoop to dirty words I hope you don't send out the birds When you watch your houses come down And all the flames shooting around up there in the air Down here on the ground I hope you don't send up the stripes Oh, shake your fist out at the night Take a list out and cite your rights When you watch your houses come down Never gonna hold your lover's hands in the air again I hope you don't shoot at the Turks I hope you don't stoop to dirty words Cause dirty words are only ever heard But they're not used in stinkin' dirty words And do you know regrets? Or have you no regrets? Cause they didn't know anything No, they just heard that it was comin' down