Sun

Verse 1

Vast and warm, a burning vent Causing strife and great dissent That around which we revolve Fixed to it, our lives devolve The Sun The Sun

Verse 2

Round metallic pit of birth Lodged within the living earth Pain to those who come too near Source of food but also fear The Sun The Sun

Verse 3

Regularly to be cleaned Keep it shiny and pristine Centre of our daily tasks Why we serve it do not ask The Sun The Sun

Bridge

AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH THE SUNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Verse 4

Endless circle, always flames To it bound we lost our names Brought this thing upon ourselves Now for us is nothing else The Sun The Sun

Mister Sun, Mister Golden Sun Mister Sun, Mister Golden Sun...