Battle Hymn Of The Republic
By heywood100
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We're stuck in the rain, the other gods just laugh
We wear red and smoke out atheists
We've got white horses, you've got black horses
We love you and sometimes we forget we're divorced
We've got love, but it feels like hate
We've got big, big cars, we've got tax rebates
We've got God, but we don't have faith
This is all your own fault
We fire silver bullets into your heart
We love anathema and apathy
You are tempting us, oh please stop tempting us
We are the keepers of what is right and what is wrong
We've got love, but it feels like hate
We've got one true voice, so there is no debate
We've got life, and it leads to death
This is all your own fault
Now angels are drifting over to the other side
Now angels are drifting over to the other side
The stupid angels start to dissolve and die
The stupid angels start to forget how to fly
We've got love, but it feels like hate
We've got God almighty as our head of state
We've got blood, but it feels okay
This is all your own fault
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