Oh, the words have a ring, it's so obvious,
Don't have to explain anything, "The Back of the Bus",
Would that our fight be something like yours,
We'd all get up right and walk out the door,
On screaming billboards you pay to disgrace,
And then to accuse us, what a terrible mistake,
We have pride in our families so we protect our eyes,
While Man's true nature you wish to disguise,

When will you see how much power you have?
You defame the small people then the world shoots you back,
You rightfully cry, "They accuse wrongfully!"
But you still deny that we should be free,

Oh, the words have a ring, a forgone conclusion,
Don't have to explain anything, "Occupation",
When terrorists strike, they call it a clash,
But when our soldiers must fight there's a huge backlash,
So they walk on the back of the bus and do whatever they wish,
Then Israel's accused of inciting violence,
It's measure for measure, isn't it obvious?
We've come full circle at the back of the bus,

When will you see...

It's an old trick you think from which we can't escape,
When we criticize, you accuse us of hate,
When we believe what is right we stand up for what's true,
And we won't be selfish, we'll let you try it too!

When will you see...
Maybe you'll try now to let us be free.