Let It Burn
All the money in the world, it couldn't pay for what you've done,
Got a devil on both your shoulders and you'll be down anywhere you run,
Spit it all upon the good times yeah it's wearing pretty thin,
Tomorrow came and passed and now, look at the state you're in,
But with a devil on both your shoulders you'll be, down anywhere you turn,
So toss a match on to whatever and just
Let it burn,
Let it Burn,
Let it burn,
There's no future in tomorrow, there's no gold left in the hills,
All the money in the world won't compensate for all you've killed,
Second guess the revolution, pledge allegiance to the king,
Never question your commitment 'cause you'll stand for anything,
A little one to education yeah it's a brutal way to learn, for your little,
Heart's still pumping diesel just,
Let it burn,
Let it Burn,
Let it burn,
See that angry wave of vultures, see the blood hound on their trail,
yeah the muddy creek is rising this whole boat was built to fail,
And the rats have climbed the city walls yeah they've run out of control,
Every desperate near manoeuvre well it just throws you, deeper in the hole,
All the money in the world will make some golden age return,
stack up all your hope and honour and just
Let it burn,
Let it Burn,
Let it burn,
Got a devil on both your shoulders and you'll be down anywhere you run,
Spit it all upon the good times yeah it's wearing pretty thin,
Tomorrow came and passed and now, look at the state you're in,
But with a devil on both your shoulders you'll be, down anywhere you turn,
So toss a match on to whatever and just
Let it burn,
Let it Burn,
Let it burn,
There's no future in tomorrow, there's no gold left in the hills,
All the money in the world won't compensate for all you've killed,
Second guess the revolution, pledge allegiance to the king,
Never question your commitment 'cause you'll stand for anything,
A little one to education yeah it's a brutal way to learn, for your little,
Heart's still pumping diesel just,
Let it burn,
Let it Burn,
Let it burn,
See that angry wave of vultures, see the blood hound on their trail,
yeah the muddy creek is rising this whole boat was built to fail,
And the rats have climbed the city walls yeah they've run out of control,
Every desperate near manoeuvre well it just throws you, deeper in the hole,
All the money in the world will make some golden age return,
stack up all your hope and honour and just
Let it burn,
Let it Burn,
Let it burn,
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Writer(s): David James Ford
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