JESUS WAS A CONMAN

A one-dollar whore wants much more than to
Just feed her child and it's heroin addiction
As if heaven is secure from the lords, from the frauds, from the cause
From the guns, from the sons, from the whores and what's more
Is that they eat their hearts as a starter for war
They wear their flags dressed in drag, such a chore, such a bore
8 years old with death in mind
They know a Colt 45, makes you live, makes you die
They rule because they can, because it's all they've ever known
To lead is to believe in this place that they call home
Wherever you hide you know you'll never be safe
Cos the American dream spilled out to this place

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We could build a spaceship and travel through time
We could see the future if only we tried
We could burn every weapon, every gun, every knife
We could even answer the meaning of life
We ha ha ha ha laugh, cos we know that it's true
There's like minded people, just like me, just like you
You know that freedom is speech, so shout, so scream
You've got to get mad, it's the least we can do

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Now all I'm asking's for a simple change
A little alteration, that at first might seem strange
Just talk to each other, turn on the news
We could change the world if we really wanted to
If you educate your friends, some might think that you're barmy
If you're afraid, just give in, shut your mouth, join the army

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Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Gregory Vant, Henry Eastham
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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