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verse 1
The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
Nor for husband dictator tyrant or king
verse 2
Humble homes with mottoes on the walls
Symbols and signs in framed designed
Sure to keep the poor poor
In fear of a god who hadn't saved them after all
And all of my friends are in trouble
They're sorry they're sick and they know
All of my friends are in trouble
There's no need to go into that now
verse 3
The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
The girl from Tel-Aviv who wouldn't kneel
Nor for husband dictator tyrant or king
verse 4
The sorrow my countenance shows
Is hardly worth mentioning now
Impartial application of the law
In other words legalized torture
And all of my friends are in trouble
They're sorry they're sick and they know
All of my friends are in trouble
There's no need to go into that now
Solo
(x2)
La ra la La ra la La ra la
Verse 5
Of princes and kings and their costly parade
Blitz them all back to the Stone Age
The American way displayed proudly
Is to show lots of teeth and talk loudly
And the land weeps oil
The land weeps oil
What do you think all these armies are for?
Just because the land weeps oil
Oh
Oh
La ra la La ra la La ra la
And the land weeps oil
The land weeps oil
What do you think all these conflicts are for?
It's just because the land weeps oil
Outro
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