Lyrics Fearmonger - Job For A Cowboy

Fearmonger

Our apparent saviors have placed arms and ammunition
Directly into the hands of demons of the south
They’ve molded a gunrunning scandal so inflammatory it makes one nauseous at
the mouth
Their personal formulation to smother a weakening second amendment
Immense fraud!
Fair millions of malignant imaginations to sit, watch, cheer and applaud!
Our tombstone are stepping stones in this struggle for control
Our tombstone are stepping stones in this struggle for control
A failed concocted plan for the veiled executioner’s throne of blood
Opening the ignorant gates, let.
loose-of this fear mongering flood
Our tombstones are stepping stones in this struggle for control
A failed concocted plan for the veiled executioner’s throne of blood
Opening the ignorant gates, let loose of this fear mongering flood
Our apparent savior’s have placed arms and ammunition
Directly into the hands hands of demon’s of the south
They’ve molded a scandal so inflammatory makes one nauseous at the mouth
Our tombstone are stepping stones in this struggle for control
Our tombstone are stepping stones in this struggle for control