Big Olli Mack came out swinging
Looking for a soul to fry
When the dust settled up I said no sir no not I

Well it had been four years since he'd been put inside
He gonna' make all the men pay
And all the women cry

Olli Olli all come free
Olli Olli all come so guilty
Olli Olli state your claim
Olli Olli state your name your name

Olli Olli all come free
Olli Olli don't get me
Olli Olli whatcha gonna do

Cross your heart and hope to die
Hope to God saint Jesus lies
When the constable calls your name

He slapped him with a rifle
And threw him on the stage
Fired a shot for every month he'd been put away

Bookmaker (Bookmaker)
What do you see here
It's hatred that keeps them coming second only to fear

In the wee hours of the night the bonfire still rage
Keep on keeping on and a martyr you will make

No talk of the cross
Just drugs and bombs and gasoline
Gunning each other down both loyal to the queen

Olli Olli all come free
Olli Olli don't get me
Olli Olli whatcha gonna do

Cross your heart and hope to die
Hope to God saint Jesus lies
When the constable calls your name

Olli Olli all come free
Olli Olli all come so guilty
Olli Olli state your claim
Olli Olli state your name your name

Good Friday don't seem no good no more
We don't expect peace from no gun running whore
Well Bookmaker tell us what you know
The tensions running high
This town is gonna blow oh

Olli Olli
Olli Olli
Olli Olli
Olli Olli Olli Olli...


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    General CommentWell, I hear that this has the same topic as Black Cab Motorcade: Protestant/Catholic conflicts in Ireland.

    I'd just like to know who the "bookmaker" is and who the "gun running whore" is.

    Also, the "Olli Olli all come free" reminds me of the shout at the end of a hide and seek game (my siblings and I used to say "ollie ollie in free"). Not sure what connection it'd have, but yea.
    Ginger Rooton December 17, 2008   Link
  • -1
    General CommentUncertain is about the conflict going on- and that has been going on for years- between Russia and Chechnya.
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    heavy from walking
    we stopped for the night
    lettin' the shallow river
    unnerve our fright
    [It must be refugees from one of the areas of Chechnya or something that was attacked and now they're wandering... prob just one of those very general story telling devices Chad often uses]
    but night fell on us before dawn
    till all our hope was all but gone
    if everyman laid down his gun we would no longer be
    cause your war is your sickness
    and so is our disease
    [This song must be being told from the perspective of civilians in the territory that are being harshly affected by this war..... That last part metaphorically says that this war that we're a part of is hurting us all, and it's hurting us small people even more]

    oh distant constant quarreling lot
    your risk is greater than what you've got
    [Probably speaks of the people running both countries that are making this war go on, and how the risk involved in it is more than they can actually afford to take]
    up in your highroom you carry us along
    along the road of our brother's gone
    [All you up high politicians and rulers, you continue to force me and everyone else in my generation into this war, just as you did to our predecessors]

    we didn't fight back
    we fought to escape
    smuggling gasoline for food
    before we were of age
    [Going back to the perspective of the helpless civilians being caught in the middle of this battle, these must be children who are doing whatever they can in their squalid world to survive because this war has ravaged them and their families for a very long time]

    cause your war is your sickness
    and so is our disease
    oh distant constant quarreling lot
    your risk is greater than what you've got
    up in your highroom you carry us along
    along the road of our brother's gone

    we are so uncertain
    of the future that we may face
    [This huge, consistent war makes their future dangerous, and, *uncertain*]
    we don't like the burning
    up of everything we had in place
    [This country, their homes, were doing well before this war was started and now it's being decimated]
    someday we will be replaced
    by the guns of our sons and their fatherless rage
    [Implying that this war will continue to go on for generations and generations and will never end.... the "fatherless rage" means that the fathers of children will continue to die in this war and the children will grow up a very disturbed life because of it, only to follow in their fathers' footsteps]
    and we are not deserting
    but we see no course to take
    [We're complaining/pointing out the folly of what's going on, but we're not deserting the cause, we just don't know what to do to stop it]

    no like a curtain falls
    and heralds the curtain calls
    [I'm not too sure what this means... anyone know?]
    comrad come alike
    time is no ally
    [They're rallying their soldiers to prepare to fight]
    little one are you in or out
    so quiet and so devout
    [The young men of this society must fight as well, but they're doing it very reluctantly]
    can you resign yourself
    to accept a better hell
    [Can you at least force yourself to fight for this cause and live in a not-so-horrible world?]

    we'll not fall in their curse
    facing life in prison or possibly worse
    [We refuse to fall into the "life-curse" of fighting, being imprisoned, tortured, or killed]
    our fathers are calling mass
    asking us to drink from the pain of their past lives
    [Most likely something like... The ghosts of our fathers who died for this cause are asking us to take up arms and fight for their cause... in other words, "drinking from the pain of their past lives", and re-living their hardships]

    oh distant constant quarreling lot
    your risk is greater than what you've got
    up in your highroom you carry us along
    along the road of our brother's gone

    cause we are so uncertain
    of the future that we may face
    we don't like the burning
    up of everything we had in place
    someday we will be replaced
    by the guns of our sons and their fatherless rage
    and we are not deserting
    but we see no course to take

    in the riot of your machine gun ways
    [Likely something like, "we're having to deal with this in the middle of your ways of death, pain, and suffering"... All the governments are doing is killing one another and we have no choice but to live in that world]
    sgtcampsaloton June 07, 2009   Link

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