The boys set a fire out in the field And they burned down the crops and their father's yield And the men stood speechless at the sight And the boys stood staring right by their side Some boys set a fire out on the hill And the deadwood cotton is burning still And the people stand and they all hold hands They sing together We will shake hands with the devil and fate We'll bow to the keeper of the gate We will pray forgiveness for all that we've done Realised then we could never have won Some boys set a fire out in the trees The wind turned the furnace and fired the leaves The smoke was a warning, lost in a breeze We all born with the same disease Some boys set a fire out on the hill And the deadwood cotton is burning still And the people stand and they all hold hands They sing together We will shake hands with the devil and fate We'll bow to the keeper of the gate We will pray forgiveness for all that we've done Realised then we could never have won There's a riot on the streets of England There's a riot on the streets of England There's a riot on the streets of England Tonight Our lives will never be the same, we will never forget this day The sins of our father turned us to this pyre We set the mountain on fire We will shake hands with the devil and fate We'll bow to the keeper of the gate We will pray forgiveness for all that we've done Realised then you should never have won There's a riot on the streets of England There's a riot on the streets of England There's a riot on the streets of England Tonight There's a riot on the streets of England There's a riot on the streets of England There's a riot on the streets of England Tonight