Olly Wolvesmith

You're in the garden at dark times The war was sick to destroy And the pain that the people feel Says the war is real Blood shad and anger is too hard to bear They place the rich man in power The ones who starved for the fuel For its power used to power cars And they won't know their hunger until they are left without food Olly Wolfsmith he is a friend of mine I joined his party when the people cried Only Wolvesmith he is a friend of mine I joined his party to keep my family alive For there are eyes always watching You know they're looking at you All they knew was you knew too much So, they beat you and looked you away You're too hard to handle They placed the rich men in power The ones who fought for the few For its money used to power men And they won't know their evil until they are left without fuel. Olly Wolvesmith he is a friend of mine I joined his part and still my family died Olly Wolvesmith he is a friend of mine All men are equal if just the rich survive You're in the garden at dark times Police are sick to destroy Just behave for they are afraid And they'll beat you and kill you if you are To hard to handle I pray for gardens of new days Use kids are sick to discover destroy For the day when it's day again But we won't be enlightened for its too hard to handle