Bombs Over Providence – The Grand Preamble (Annie Get Your Gun, Mask, Ductape And Some Matches) lyrics

Album: Shake Your Body Politic

I'm calling out all intellectuals and other traitors;
rousers of the rabble and the instigators.
Get you war on and curry favour
to the united states of nature.
Rest on clichés and weatherbeaten,
we've arrived having already eaten.
Sing allowed, my choir of heathens:
we're not coming home tonight!

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