"The Grand Preamble (Annie Get Your Gun, Mask, Ductape And Some Matches)" lyrics


BOMBS OVER PROVIDENCE LYRICS

"The Grand Preamble (Annie Get Your Gun, Mask, Ductape And Some Matches)"

I'm calling all intellectuals and other traitors;
Rousers of the rabble and the instigators
Get your war on and curry favour to United States of the state of nature.
Rest on clich├ęs weather-beaten, we've arrived having already eaten.
Sing aloud, my choir of Heathens: we are not coming home tonight!

Thanks to Alicia for these lyrics

Submit Corrections

Punk Lyrics | B | BOMBS OVER PROVIDENCE

All lyrics are property and copyright of their actual owners and provided for educational purposes and personal use only
Privacy Policy | Contact E-Mail | Non-lyrical content © PLyrics.com