A Bitter Taste - Burning Heads

He left everything and came when you needed some

Hands to build a new world

Sucked to the bones daddy was left alone

When the job was completed

It will come to you like a fist in the face

Sweat scorn blood and tears

It’s all flooding back all in one wave

All in one…

We’re the second generation now comes the third

With nothing to gain and nothing to lose they’re gonna make it burn

Say you’re sorry feel ashamed now it’s your turn

To lose at your game they just gonna make it

Gonna make it burn…

What is past is dead an gone (you said)

But it leaves a bitter taste when nobody cares

The pie’s just too small

And you don’t wanna share

Get ready for the fall don’t just fake your fear

Expect something greater

Than simply despair

It’ll all be bigger

We’re the second generation now comes the third

With nothing to gain and nothing to lose they’re gonna make it burn

Say you’re sorry feel ashamed now it’s your turn

To lose at your game they just gonna make it

Gonna make it burn…

Burn the bridges Burn the flags

They’re burning buses to be in the mags

Burning anything Burning cars

They’re burnt for nothing if it’s not on prime time