Burn - Sponge

Say woe to the workin man

Say woe to the idle rich man

Say woe to the single mother livin on her own

There’s a place in your life for God’s grace my baby

Not a thousand Southern Crosses

And in life we all learn

There are no exceptions

In this life we all burn

Of the landless confessor, yeah we all get our turn

When jealousy and deceit speak

In this life we all burn

Let’s be the peace makers

Let’s be the meek, they shall inherit the earth

Let’s be the speakers of the truths of love

There ain’t no place in this world that is safe for you my babies

Things just wanna drive you crazy

Think you’re gonna lose your mind

Baby come and walk with me

Baby come and talk with me

Things just wanna hurt you maybe

Tell me are you satisfied

It ain’t all black and white, it ain’t all black and white

Oh, my mind

Say woe to the killer man

Say woe to the taker of the innocent

Say a prayer for the addicted and afflicted

There’s a place in your life for God’s grace my baby