God and Guns
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Well, mothers sell your daughters
And fathers sell your sons
Well, the whole world is endin'
And the sun won't rise no more
There's no hope now, only danger
And peace can't find a home
And now death won't be a stranger
When it's kickin' down your door
And it goes on and on
It's fucked up, but I'm right
It won't be alright
Corporations seen as people
Pop a million dollar bills
While the fat gets getting fatter
By creating terrorists
You anesthetize your feelings
With obesity and pills
If you find out it ain't workin'
Well, you still got God and guns
It goes on and on
It's fucked up, but I'm right
It won't be alright
Won't be alright
Won't be alright
Won't be alright
No, no, no
It goes on and on
It's fucked up, but I'm right
It won't be alright
Won't be alright
Won't be alright
Won't be alright
Won't be alright
It won't be alright
It won't be alright
It won't be alright
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
It goes on and on
It's fucked up, but I'm right