Oliver Boy (All of Our Boys)

Oh! Oliver Boy what did you do?

But crush the hand you never shook

Then rob the rights of people to be free

Oh! Oliver Boy it's a terrible state

You left behind a worse off race

Where dignity and pride fought for their place

Oh! Oliver Boy now you are gone

And we're still here where we belong

Forgiveness being our strength you'll never see

Now the sun shines on this page I write

Though it's raining hard in Palestine

No lands are promised lands

When will we see?

So don't tell me that your God's my God

I don't think they even care at all

Just a pantomime behind a curtain lies deceit

Oh listen to me bark out loud

Without a voice and little growl

Snapping at the heels I wait

For something more to change

The more they stay the same

Oliver Boy! It's the same militia

Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different

Oliver Boy! It's the same old story

Where there's blood there's death not glory

Look into these empty eyes

Fed upon by parasites

As beauty's ugly head devours its plight

While the borders of our hate create

Nothing more than each our fate

Trapped between our comfort and our crime

So stand along the graveyard wall

And watch the souls perform their song

Sing to us the dead above

As the mourners come to pray

The living stay away

Oliver Boy! It's the same militia

Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different

Oliver Boy! It's the same old story

Where there's blood there's death not glory

Oliver Boy! We're all someone's sons

All of our Boys! Just put down the guns

Oliver Boy! You're dead but listen

You were wrong but we're no different

Marching to the left, everyone in step

Don't ask the question, why we're here with no direction

Marching to the right, this is not our fight

The curse of friction, born of man and contradiction

Oliver Boy! It's the same militia

Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different

Oliver Boy! It's the same old story

Where there's blood there's death not glory

Oliver Boy! We're all someone's sons

All of our Boys! Just put down the guns

Oliver Boy! You're dead but listen

You were wrong but we're no different

All of our boys!

Now the sun shines on this page I write

Though it's raining hard in Palestine