Flogging Molly - Oliver Boy lyrics

Oh, Oliver boy, what did you do? But crushed a hand you never shook Then robbed the rights of people to be free Oh, Oliver boy, it's a terrible state You left behind the worse of 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 sunshine's on the page I write Though it's raining hard in Palestine Though 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 phantom man behind the curtain lies does he Oh, listen to me bark out loud Without a voice and a little growl Snapping at the hills I wait for something more to change The more they stay the same Oliver boy, it's the same violation Oliver boy, just the clothes are different Oliver boy, it's the same old story Where there's blood there's definite glory Look into his empty eyes Fed upon my parasites His beauty's ugly Head devours it's pride While the borders of our hate created Nothing more than to reach our fate Trapped between our comfort and our grind So stand along the graveyard wall And watch the souls perform this song Sickening lust, the dead above As the mourners come to pray, the living stay away Oliver boy, it's the same violation Oliver boy, just the clothes are different Oliver boy, it's the same old story Where there's blood there's definite glory Oliver boy, someone stands there Oliver boy, just to count the guns, yeah 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 violation Oliver boy, just the clothes are different Oliver boy, it's the same old story Where there's blood there's definite glory Oliver boy, someone stands there Oliver boy, just to count the guns, yeah Oliver boy, you're dead but listen You were wrong but we're no different All of our boys Now the sunshine's on the page I write Though it's raining hard in Palestine