Jim Page

Now I'll tell you a story, and make it clear as I can
About the faraway troubles in the Holy Land
Pictures of the children, ?? in your mind
Laying down their bodies on the firing line

Now the people who live there, live under the gun
Where it was homeland a thousand years before the soldiers come
Surrounded by the armies, airplanes in the sky
Everybody knows someone who had to die

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oh Palestine, there's a whole in your soul
oh Palestine, will it ever be whole

Talk about the settlers that come from so far away
Talk about the money from the USA
Talk about the bullets, made from plastic and steal
And pictures of a Palestine, underneath an iron heal

Now, what do you do, when they come to your home?
And they tell you your land is no longer your own
Do you let them take it, do you dare to resist
Pictures of a Palestine underneath an iron first

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And now we say we want peace, but we pay for subjugation
We say we want a settlement in terms of occupation
We call for human rights, but we never saw what kind
You can see whats its come to in the faces of Palestine

Does it ever make you think about the friends we endorse?
The armies of a general riding on an iron horse
Does it even make you wonder, why it always seems to be
Such an undemocratic version of democracy

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