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 chorus 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 chorus 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 chorus all of our boys now the sun shines on this page i write though it s raining hard in palestine