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






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Bombs Over Providence Lyrics

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


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 clichés weather-beaten, we've arrived having already eaten.
Sing aloud, my choir of Heathens: we are not coming home tonight!








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