I'm Just An Ageing Drummer Boy

And In The Wars I Used To Play

And I've Called The Tune

To Many A Torture Session

Now They Say I Am A War Criminal

And I'm Fading Away

Father Please Hear My Confession



I Have Legalised Robbery

Called It Belief

I Have Run With The Money

And Hid Like A Thief

I Have Re-written History

With My Armies And My Crooks

Invented Memories

I Did Burn All The Books

And I Can Still Hear His Laughter

And I Can Still Hear His Song

The Man's Too Big

The Man's Too Strong



Well I Have Tried To Be Meek

And I Have Tried To Be Mild

But I Spat Like A Woman

And Sulked Like A Child

I Have Lived Behind Walls

That Have Made Me Alone

Striven For Peace

Which I Never Have Known

And I Can Still Hear His Laughter

And I Can Still Hear His Song

The Man's Too Big

The Man's Too Strong



Well The Sun Rose On The Courtyard

And They All Did Hear Him Say

'You Always Were A Judas

But I Got You Anyway

You May Have Got Your Silver

But I Swear Upon My Life

Your Sister Gave Me Diamonds

And I Gave Them To Your Wife'

Oh Father Please Help Me

For I Have Done Wrong

The Man's Too Big

The Man's Too Strong