Today we get a shot and a beer. Take 'em down, one right after the other.
Here's the shot:
Young Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
Was only 18 years old,
He was the youngest of nine children,
Never spent a night away from home.
And his mother held his photograph,
Opening the New York Times
To see the killing has intensified
Along the road to peace
There was a tall, thin boy
With a whispy moustache
Disguised as an orthodox Jew
On a crowded bus in Jerusalem,
Some had survived World War Two
And the thunderous explosion
Blew out windows 200 yards away
With more retribution and seventeen dead
Along the road to peace
Now at King George Ave and Jaffa Road
Passengers boarded bus 14a
In the aisle next to the driver
Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
And the last thing that he said on earth is
"God is great and God is good"
And he blew them all to kingdom come
Upon the road to peace
Now in response to this another kiss of death
Was visited upon
Yasser Taha, Israel says
Is an Hamas senior militant
And Israel sent four choppers in,
Flames engulfed, tears wide open
And it killed his wife and his three year old child
Leaving only blackened skeletons
They found his toddlers bottle and a pair of small shoes
And they waved them in front of the cameras
But Israel says they did not know
That his wife and child were in the car
There are roadblocks everywhere
And only suffering on TV
Neither side will ever give up their smallest right
Along the road to peace
Israel launched it's latest campaign
Against Hamas on Tuesday
Two days later Hamas shot back
And killed five Israeli soldiers
So thousands dead and wounded on both sides
Most of them middle eastern civilians
They fill the children full of hate to fight an old man's war
And die upon the road to peace
"And this is our land we will fight with all our force"
Say the Palastinians and the Jews
Each side will cut off the hand of anyone
Who tries to stop the resistance
If the right eye offends thee then
You must pluck it out
And Mahmoud Abbas said Sharon had been lost
Out along the road to peace
Once Kissinger said "We have no friends,
America only has interests"
Now our president wants to be seen
As a hero and he's hungry for re-election
But Bush is reluctant to risk his future
In the fear of his political failures
So he plays chess at his desk and poses for the press
10,000 miles from the road to peace
In the video that they found
At the home of Abdel Mahdi (Shahmay)
He held a Kalashnikov rifle
And he spoke with a voice like a boy
He was an excellent student, he studied so hard,
It was as if he had a future
He told his mother that he had a test that day
Out along the road to peace
The fundamentalist killing on both sides
Is standing in the path of peace
But tell me why are we arming the Israeli army
With guns and tanks and bullets?
And if God is great and God is good
Why can't he change the hearts of men?
Well maybe God himself is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself he needs all of our help
Maybe God himself is lost and needs help
He's out upon the road to peace
Well maybe God himself
Is lost and needs help
Maybe God himself
He needs all of our help
And he's lost upon the road to peace
And he's lost upon the road to peace
Out upon the road to peace.
Here's the beer:
There’s an eagle, and he keeps on flying
Over mountains capped with white snow
In green valleys lonesome people trying so hard
To tell each other what they think they know
With greedy hands they take each other's money
Just to buy back each other's pain
In this land of flowing milk and honey,
They wander thirsty in the rain
Thirsty in the rain
Like that eagle, now my soul is flying
Over mountains through crimson morning sky
And there don't seem to be no use in struggling so hard
And there don't seem to be no reasons why
I must fight you for the rich man's money
I can buy back his helpless pain
He seems so useless and somehow funny,
To be thirsty in the rain
Thirsty in the rain
And fare thee well, now my own true lover
My face you will never see here no more
But there is one promise that is given
I will meet you on that shining golden shore
Golden shore, love where the eagles soar so high
Above the fruitful plain
I’m the same friend that you knew when
We wandered thirsty in the rain
Thirsty in the rain
L'chai-im.
