Seven October, that miserable day was a fire storm
The government had warnings but ignored them
Seven October, the thugs brought terror
But Netanyahu lied and denied his error
In his shame and disbelief, anger surfaced like a knife
The hard right now committed to depriving life
"Gaza must be destroyed, the final solution"
Is what they said. A genocide brought to its logical conclusion
Building the Riviera of the Middle East
But it sounds like Germany in 1933
The Nova music festival was full of sons and daughters
They wanted to dance in peace but were slaughtered
The attackers methodically shot fleeing kids
And at Be'eri they murdered even those who hid
So Bebe wanted revenge. Not peace, not love or justice
Destroy the very idea of Palestine. Forget hostages,
Forget the rest of the world, go mad with the hate-curse
They bombed hospitals full of wounded people and worse
Trump calls it the Riviera of the Middle East
But it sounds like Germany in 1933
The bombing continued, destroying homes, universities
But the IDF descended into the ultimate barbarity
Snipers shooting children in the head, soldiers
Killing civilians indiscriminately
A life for a life is just, but one-hundred lives for one of you
Or one thousand, is a genocide. "Starve them," they said.
Make them wait in line for aide and then lay them in a grave
Until there's nothing left, and nobody left to save
But Trump said "we're building the Riviera of the Middle East"
But it sounds like they're building a prison camp to me
But it sounds like Germany in 1933
But it sounds like Germany in 1933