Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition

Serj Tankian [Serž T'angean] / Սերժ Թանգեան

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PRAISE THE LORD AND PASS THE AMMUNITION Come lay it down, won't you, Come burn it down, can't you, Lay it down, the guns above the ground Come lay it down, won't you, Come burn it down, can't you, Lay it down, the guns above the ground Nlelith is a prophet From the prophet came the king From the king came the pauper From the pauper came the swing From the swing came creation From creation came love, You don't know what this love is all about, Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, Life affirming and our spiritual trust Lay it down, won't you, Come burn it down, can't you, Lay it down, the guns above the ground Nlelith is a prophet From the prophet came the king From the king came the pauper From the pauper came the swing From the swing came creation From creation came love, You don't know what this love is all about, Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, Buddha, Mohammad and the Hindu Lost 100 Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, People still ask when will Armageddon begin, Dragging my feet any longer through the pussy litter, Dragging my feet any longer through the pussy litter, Dragging my feet any longer through the pussy litter, Nlelith is a prophet From the prophet came the king From the king came the pauper From the pauper came the swing From the swing came creation From creation came love, You don't know what this love is all about, Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition Praise praise the Lord and pass the ammunition, Do we ever have enough, When we see that blue dove Do we ever have enough When we see that blue dove We want to go where no ones been No ones been Come lay it down, won't you, Come burn it down, can't you, Lay it down, the guns above the ground Won't you?

PRAISE THE LORD AND PASS THE AMMUNITION Down went the gunner, a bullet was his fate Down went the gunner, then the gunner's mate Up jumped the sky pilot, gave the boys a look And manned the gun himself as he laid aside The Book, shouting... As recorded by Kay Kyser & His Orchestra: "Praise te Lord, and pass the ammunition Praise te Lord, and pass the ammunition Praise te Lord, and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free" Praise the Lord, and swing into position Can't afford to sit around a-wishin' Praise The Lord, we're all between perdition And the deep blue sea" Yes, the sky pilot said it You've got to give him credit For a son-of-a-gun of a gunner was he Shouting... "Praise The Lord, we're on a mighty mission All aboard, we're not a-goin' fishin' Praise The Lord, and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free" (Orchestral Interlude) Praise The Lord, Praise The Lord and pass the ammunition Praise The Lord, Praise The Lord and pass the ammunition Praise The Lord, Praise The Lord and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free Praise The Lord, and pass the ammunition Praise The Lord, and pass the ammunition Praise The Lord, and pass the ammunition And we'll all stay free