Under The Sun

They have money for bombs
Money for guns
What about the money
For our children
Our future cries under the sun

they have money for bombs yes that is true
but most of all they got bombs for me and you
and also for your child and for your mother to
and they will be sent with a big i love you

Under The Sun. There's Nothing Nu, They Say.
Day Hurts, The Heat Iz 2 Much.
Each Gripe & Complaint, Makes Sense.
Worse & Worse, It Getz, Under The Sun.

Under the Sun
The mother would give him all she owns
In exchange for the safety of her kids
Under the Sun
They sell there souls
For the lie that they will let us live

Under the sun, the children playing,
Under the sun, the sounds of a plane,
The bombs drop, why end their lives?
The innocent children, what have they done?
Father works and puts food on the table,
In the end, above the sun they go.

Under the Sun, our temporary home
Also our death bed
Through the dark the sun hides
Is he ignoring the tears we all have cried?