Don't you hit that defenseless child
What gives you that empty right
Carry that for the rest of your life
Carry that for the rest of time

Did they hold you down oh yeah
Did they push you around oh yeah

Burning in the black sun
Like a jackle on the run
Burning in the black sun

Burning up in the black sun oh yeah
Rotten apples every one
Look at them
Look at them run
Guilty now for what they have done

Did they hold you down oh yeah
Did they push you around oh yeah

Burning in the black sun
Like a dog on the run
Burning in the black sun
Well the time has finally come oh yeah
Black sun
Like a jackel on the run oh yeah
Burning in the black, the black sun

Caught their vien,you've gone insane
You've lost your mind,you're not my kind
I hate your soul, you kill my fun
You did no good, you better run

Gonna get you down, gonna put you down
Gonna stick you in the ground
Gonna stick you in the ground
Gonna make you oh gonna make you whoa

Burning in the black sun black sun
Burning in the black sun

Don't you hit that defenseless child
What gives you that empty right
Burning in the black sun black sun
Like a dog on the run

Black sun
Yeah you were a bully
The universal bullies
Who's laughing at you now
Who's laughing at you now

You ain't got no hold on me
You ain't got no piece of me
You are lost in your own mind yes you are you're declining in
Oh yeah black sun
Black sun

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): IAN ROBERT ASTBURY, WILLIAM DUFFY, WILLIAM HENRY DUFFY