| If the end be a comin'
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| I soon be a bummin'
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| All you Jesus freaks I hope you’re wrong
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| I’ve got so much left to live for
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| All these religions without God’s supervision
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| All you Jesus freaks you kill yourselves
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| All in the name of the Lord
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| You’re gonna meet your maker
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| Soon he be comin' to town
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| You hear the horse a comin'
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| Mercy on your soul when you’re found
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| Been out ridin'
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| Ridin' a horse called war
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| Ain’t no denyin'
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| You can’t bury a horse called war
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| All of this hatin'
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| Just social masturbation
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| All you Jesus freaks we need you now
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| What the hell are you waiting for
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| Through all the pollution
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| Ain’t seen no solution
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| For you Jesus freaks that ride the horse called war
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| You’re gonna meet your maker
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| Soon he be comin' to town
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| You hear the horse a comin'
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| Mercy on your soul when you’re found
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| Been out ridin'
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| Ridin' a horse called war
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| Ain’t no denyin'
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| You can’t bury a horse called war
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| Everyone’s talkin'
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| But nobody’s walkin'
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| We keep feedin'
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| It keeps eatin'
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| We’ll be down, down, down on the killin' floor
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| You’re gonna meet your maker
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| Soon he be comin' to town
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| You hear the horse a comin'
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| Mercy on your soul when you’re found
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| Been out ridin'
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| Ridin' a horse called war
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| Ain’t no denyin'
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| You can’t bury a horse called war |