The Postman

Prepare your rites for your gods, whoever they may be
Ones that fill your pockets, or ones that digs polygamy
Texas in the spring, it's a good day to die
We ain't ever coming out baby, burn this mount to the sky

I'm Captain Koresh, ask me anything
Got myself a Gibson, wanna hear me sing?
All the ladies, they always want me you know
Cause God told them so, cause God told them so!

I saw the new light, before y'all even had eyes
It told me to I'd need fully automatics, told me to bed all your wives
The rat ate at my table, he thought he was so sly
So if the bureau wants those raises, it's gonna cost them some lives

You can call me Koresh, ask me anything
Got myself a Gibson, wanna hear me sing?
All the ladies, they always want me you know
Cause God told them so, cause God told them so!



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Writer(s): Jason Koch
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