Standing on a beach   With a gun in my hand   Staring at the sea   Staring at the sand   Staring down the barrel   At the Arab on the ground   See his open mouth   But hear no sound      I'm alive   I'm dead   I'm the stranger   Killing an Arab      I can turn and walk away   Or I can fire the gun   Staring at the sky   Staring at the sun   Whichever I choose   It amounts to the same      Absolutely nothing      I'm alive   I'm dead   I'm the stranger   Killing an Arab      Feel the steel butt jump   Smooth in my hand   Staring at the sea   Staring at the sand   Staring at myself   Reflected in the eyes of   The dead man on the beach      The dead man   On the beach      I'm alive   I'm dead   I'm the stranger   Killing an Arab