BURNT CROSS LYRICS

"Break The Law, Not The Poor"

Scramble for power, gamble our future,
They don’t give a fuck what happens to ya
The poor are affected when they get elected,
They’ve got their financial interests protected
Demonstrate your inner rage,
Give them a class war-pigs for slaughter
Taking the piss time after time,
As people take shit on the poverty line
The rich pull the strings, their power is poison,
Grinding you down if you question them
A change of government don’t mean a thing,
Cos just like a snake that sheds its dying skin
It’s still the same snake that lies within,
Capitalist conflicts creating the killing
The culture of greed from the system never stops,
Struggling families are left to fucking rot
Are we gonna be their pigs for slaughter?
Lobotomised slaves of the new world order
They’ve got us where they want us,
From the parliament to the banks
Blow it up, burn it down,
Kick it till it fucking breaks

Submit Corrections

Punk Lyrics | B | BURNT CROSS