The Burning Sun

Oh, the world is spinning
Faster every day
The winners keep on winning
The losers keep on paying for
The air you breathe, the food you eat
The bullets for the guns
The guns that keep on shooting
There in the burning sun

You can't hide, nowhere to run
There's no escape from the burning sun
The burning sun

Oh, the poor man working
Harder all the time
Oh, the rich man shirking
He will not pay a dime for
The things he takes, the backs he breaks
It's always hit-and-run
On the poor man on the chain-gang
There in the burning sun

You can't hide, nowhere to run
There's no escape from the burning sun
The burning sun

Oh, the tide is turning
There's trouble on the way
Now the poor man's had enough
Gonna make the rich man pay for
The air he breathes, the food he eats
Enough for everyone
Make the rich man walk a mile
There in the burning sun

You can't hide, nowhere to run
There's no escape from the burning sun
The burning sun



Credits
Writer(s): David Mackey
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