The boys set a fire out in the field
And they burned down the crops and their father’s yield
And the men stood speechless at the sight
And the boys stood staring right by their side
Some boys set a fire out on the hill
And the deadwood cotton is burning still
And the people stand and they all hold hands
They sing together
We will shake hands with the Devil and fate
We’ll bow to the keeper of the gate
We will pray forgiveness for all that we’ve done
Realised then we could never have won
Some boys set a fire out in the trees
The wind turned the furnace and fired the leaves
The smoke was a warning, lost in a breeze
We all born with the same disease
Some boys set a fire out on the hill
And the deadwood cotton is burning still
And the people stand and they all hold hands
They sing together
We will shake hands with the Devil and fate
We’ll bow to the keeper of the gate
We will pray forgiveness for all that we’ve done
Realised then we could never have won
There’s a riot on the streets of England
There’s a riot on the streets of England
There’s a riot on the streets of England
Tonight
Our lives will never be the same, we will never forget this day
The sins of our father turned us to this pyre
We set the mountain on fire
We will shake hands with the Devil and fate
We’ll bow to the keeper of the gate
We will pray forgiveness for all that we’ve done
Realised then you should never have won
There’s a riot on the streets of England
There’s a riot on the streets of England
There’s a riot on the streets of England
Tonight
There’s a riot on the streets of England
There’s a riot on the streets of England
There’s a riot on the streets of England
Tonight
