Oliver Boy Lyrics - Speed Of Darkness - Flogging Molly

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