Peaches and Crime — Burning Southside Down lyrics

Lyrics

Well the south side men are rich and fat all the girls are meek and thin
They’ll take your first born son and your last thin dime all while wearing the
same big grin
Boss Johnson closed the factory telling us that times are tough
Well the folks who’ve known no other times have decided they’ve had enough
Tell Arsenic Jim and Hatchet Man John
Bring the gas and the booze, bring your gas and your gun
Cuz we’re starting at dusk and we’re ending at dawn burning south side down
tonight
Take a long sharp knife to a millionaire take his house and wife in trade
After all the years he gave you the shaft you can give him back the blade
This carpet costs more than your home on the far side of the tracks
And given the state that he is in he’ll never need it back
Well the fires rage and the music plays as the anthem to our plans
To break the poor tiny black heart of many a rich white man
Their houses burnt their baubles stole their bodies broken yet
One look into a south side face shows that they won’t soon forget