I'm just and 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 a belief
  I have run with the money
  And hid like a theif
  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 have never 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