Palestine

I’ll tell you a story, make it clear as I can
about the far away troubles in the holy land
pictures of the children etched in your mind
layin’ down their bodies on the firing line

the people who live there, they live under the gun
where it was homeland for a thousand years before the soldiers come
surrounded by the armies, airplanes in the sky
everybody knows some one who had to die

(chorus)
O Palestine, there’s a hole in your soul
O Palestine, will it ever be whole

talk about the settlers, come from so far away
talk about the money from the U.S.A.
talk about the bullets made of plastic and steel
pictures of a Palestine underneath the Iron Heel

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 the Iron Fist

(chorus)
O Palestine, there’s a hole in your soul
O Palestine, will it ever be whole

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 say what kind
you can see what it’s come to in the faces of Palestine

does it ever make you think about the friends we indorse
the armies of the generals riding on an iron horse
does it ever make you wonder why it always seems to be
such an undemocratic version of democracy

(chorus)
O Palestine, there’s a hole in your soul
O Palestine, will it ever be whole
O Palestine, there’s a hole in your soul
O Palestine, let your story be told