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