• Song:

    Children Of God

  • Artist:

    Andrew Jackson Jihad

G
In came the being born police
Em
to take the newly undeceased
C                                     D
i was the soften gaze upon a child of god
G
when the sky was full of teeth
Em
anticipating that sweet release
C                                                    D
i was the little engine that could i was a courtroom bomb sniffing dog
C                       D                       G    G/F#     Em
and the blood collector collected blood and the cannibals all sang
C            D
tra la la la la la la la lay


they found the weird calling card in a puddle of body parts
inside a bowl of angel hearts that the children were eating
i was a vampire hunter, i was a pregnant mother
i was a tear shed from the ones that die believing

and the blood collector collected blood and the cannibals all sang
tra la la la la la la la lay

Thunder dome, broken home
everybody dies alone i wanna give a shout out to the innocent bystanding
and at the corner of my eye coming out from the teeth filled sky
with eyes as red as a dogs ass hole when you see it shitting
I saw the children of god as they walked on slovenly by
the usb ports in their arms are bleeding
and the blood collector collected blood and the cannibals all sang
i think i can i think i can i think i can i think i can
tra la la la la la la la lay
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