Omar Offendum - Crying Shame lyrics

Now they say Syria's confusing Can't decide which of the sides They really should be choosing Here's a thought: How 'bout you recognize that we're all losing And there's nothing civil about a war Where kids are stabbed to d**h and mothers smothered On a kitchen floor, or by the kitchen floor Collapsing from a barrel bomb Conspiracies we've carried on Like baggage from our colonizers Unified by our ability to seek the wrong advisers Money hungry evildoers, power hungry presidents Using hunger as a weapon to destroy the residents Patronizing marathons of half truth on the news: These bloody Arabs Headlines, or punchlines? Come on man... two for one, I'm not amused They yell, somebody tell these anchormen It's best to keep it cla**y Burgundy's the color of our blood That's flooded in the `Āṣi Civil disobedience flow within our veins Our fathers went against the grain While Hitler hid inside a lion's mane [Hook:] A crying shame A crying shame A crying shame the way the boy was crying wolf And they believed him Using War on Terror rhetoric while murdering the peaceful Crying shame, say it with me, crying shame Crying shame, say it with me, crying shame A crying shame the way the boy was crying wolf And they believed him Using War on Terror rhetoric while murdering the peaceful It's ironic and deceitful Egging on fanaticism until it starts to seep through If Obama bombed America You'd probably be extreme too Like if your momma jumped up off a bridge You'd take a leap too But the fine line between these timelines is almost see-through And that's why the world forgets it Now a couple hundred thousand dead And no one regrets it 'It' being the negligence when children needed medicine 'It' being the fact that amputations aren't lessenin' 'It' being depressing and 'it' being what's stressin' them 'Them' being the millions of displaced So who could stay in power? Several hundred every hour Several thousand in a day 'til there's nothing left to say, except 'what a pity' Zaatari's becoming one of Jordan's largest cities But this one has no infrastructure People eat by sewage, wait... If you're really Arab Find a way to blame the Jewish State So if you're really Arab, find a way to... Come on man [Hook variation:] A crying shame A crying shame A crying shame the way the boy was crying wolf And they believed him Using War on Terror rhetoric while murdering the peaceful Crying shame, say it with me, crying shame Crying shame, say it with me, crying shame A crying shame the way the boy was cryin' wolf And they believed him Eggin' on fanaticism until it started to creep in I pray my people take these words as a call to the conscience Surīya's now the bottleneck of all our region's conflicts Shi`a-Sunni, Turkish-Kurdish, religious and secular Imperalist and anti-this, to levels that are molecular 99 percent of all matter is empty space, so nothing's real 'cept the scars and smiles on a child's face, just let 'em heal Egos aside, this ain't a tit-for-tat While the opposition kept on bickering, shabiha laughed Not to mention, these crazy fanatics who took advantage From all over the planet, uh Growing percentage of this havoc and this pain Causing damage to our revolution and tarnishing its name Not to mention Allah's name in all His mercy and compa**ion Beheading people left and right for not following their fashions? It's tragic. So many fingers in the pot, cooking this fatal fatteh What a waste. The [ ] Syria can't even taste a sip of mate A disgrace [Hook variation:] A crying shame A crying shame the way the boy was cryin' wolf And they believed him Using War on Terror rhetoric while murderin' the peaceful Crying shame, say it with me, crying shame Crying shame, say it with me, crying shame A crying shame the way the boy was cryin' wolf And they believed him Eradicatin' populations while the world was sleepin' [Outro:] See it all comes down to choices Most Syrians have none left That's why a former business owner has to resort to gun theft That's why a girl named Shams may never see the sunset That's why I can't help but feel guilt when I see a plate of mansaf Four years in Four million refugees Two hundred and twenty thousand people k**ed Over a million wounded And over twelve million men, women, and children inside Syria In dire need of help Please, give, and give generously And think about the people of Syria It's the place where the very first alphabet was recorded The very first musical notation Some of the first mosques, churches, and synagogues in this world Syrian history is world history