Bombs over back that

no peace for Palestine

Gunshot in kaaboo and no one has the time to care

no place to bury the dead and carnage every where

hardship lips the genocide the people choosing suicide Nature boy

you have let us down this path to our distraction



yes it seems you've trade your souls for black gold

two

Millions in Samaria will go hungry tonight millions will cry for a cure but won't live to see daylight

someone is in need of a home but will sleep under the stars

oh billions for guns and bombs and making trips to miles nature boy

Is this your great vision of democracy

Oh you no longer care for the people in dispairs



oh it seems you've trade your souls for black gold

The eagle will come to murder free Lions will loot and blunder

while the world will stand aside and look, nature boy

Is this your great vision of democracy nature boy, nature boy



oh you no longer care for the people in dispairs



yes it seems you've trade your souls for black gold