Burma

It’s sad to see how history repeats itself
Another self-proclaimed emperor has done it again
Against the will of millions, against common sense
And there’s no oil to save them, just a few wise men

The U.N. is still in talks
While thousands are done for
And mothers won’t be grandmothers
Only memories and what could have been
Peaceful monks, killed with guns
Oh oh

It’s hard to see how we turn a blind eye
We turn our backs, we ignore the slaughter
We shrug off guilt, we wash our hands clean
No suffering allowed on the TV screen

The U.N. is still in talks
While thousands are done for
And mothers won’t be grandmothers
Only memories and what could have been
Peaceful monks, killed with guns
Oh Oh Oh