I Am Just An Aging 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 Legalized Robbery
And Called It Relief
I Have Run With The Money
I Have Hid Like A Thief
Rewritten Histories With 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've Tried To Be Meek
I Have Tried To Be Mild
But I Spat Like A Woman
And I Sulked Like A Child
Hid 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 We All Did Hear Him Say
"You Always Was 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 'em To Your Wife."
Oh Father, Please Help Me
For I Have Done Wrong
The Man's Too Big
The Man's Too Strong