I wrote that in 1974, thirty seven years ago and nothing’s changed

What freedom have they

What name do you kill in,

What excuse for your sin.

Will you destroy a kingdom

In the name of freedom

Do your fathers condone your crime

Have your mothers wept for this time

Will you suffer your children

That they must carry your burden

Or will you teach them to kill

Their hearts with hate fill

To carry on it your place

So that they destroy their race

What feeling when you see the dead

They are your countrymen that bleed

Your bombs that destroyed them

Will you rejoice in this day

What freedom have they

I wrote that in 1974, thirty seven years ago and nothing’s changed