If the end be a comin'I soon be a bummin'All you Jesus freaks I hope you're wrongI've got so much left to live forAll these religions without God's supervisionAll you Jesus freaks you kill yourselvesAll in the name of the Lord You're gonna meet your makerSoon he be comin' to townYou tear the horse a comin'Mercy on your soul when you're found Been out ridin'Ridin' a horse called warAin't no denyin'You can't bury a horse called war All of this hatin'Just social masturbationAll you Jesus freaks we need you nowWhat the hell are you waiting forThrough all the pollutionAin't seen no solutionFor you Jesus freaks that ride the horse called war You're gonna meet your makerSoon he be comin' to townYou hear the horse a comin'Mercy on your soul when you're found Been out ridin'Ridin' a horse called warAin't no denyin'You can't bury a horse called war Everyone's talkin'But nobody's walkin'We keep feedin'It keeps eatin'We'll be down, down, down on the killin' floor You're gonna meet your makerSoon he be comin' to townYou hear the horse a comin'Mercy on your soul when you're foundBeen out ridin'Ridin' a horse called warAin't no denyin'You can't bury a horse called war
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