All the Angry Angels
from No Moon by The Blood Feud Family Singers
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lyrics
God said, "Kid, this thing you've done is sick"
Cain said, "Yes, I gave the world its favorite magic trick
I made my brother disappear, now all that's left is what you see here
An offering you'll finally respect"
Well, He made the world with words and man from mud
Cursed the earth with freedom, then He cured it with the flood
He sent the raven, sent the dove, then Jesus brought the curse of love
And His lovers never quench their thirst for blood
And all you Christian soldiers know the world's a holy war
The million-gun salute, the boot on the throat of the poor
And the poor are doing their part to deserve it more and more
And all the angry angels sing the glory of the Lord
I heard your Lord was lost but now He's found
Well, He better never dare show His face on this side of town
The old gods of the avenue will rob Him blind and black and blue
And do unto their neighbor what He'd do un-too
O God of Abe and Ike and Jake and Joe
Release these holy bodies from the prison of the soul
You know that every violence starts somewhere inside these broken hearts
Disfiguring each image as its own
And all you Christian soldiers know the world's a holy war
The million-gun salute, the boot on the throat of the poor
And the poor are doing their part to deserve it more and more
And all the angry angels sing the glory of the Lord
Cain said, "Yes, I gave the world its favorite magic trick
I made my brother disappear, now all that's left is what you see here
An offering you'll finally respect"
Well, He made the world with words and man from mud
Cursed the earth with freedom, then He cured it with the flood
He sent the raven, sent the dove, then Jesus brought the curse of love
And His lovers never quench their thirst for blood
And all you Christian soldiers know the world's a holy war
The million-gun salute, the boot on the throat of the poor
And the poor are doing their part to deserve it more and more
And all the angry angels sing the glory of the Lord
I heard your Lord was lost but now He's found
Well, He better never dare show His face on this side of town
The old gods of the avenue will rob Him blind and black and blue
And do unto their neighbor what He'd do un-too
O God of Abe and Ike and Jake and Joe
Release these holy bodies from the prison of the soul
You know that every violence starts somewhere inside these broken hearts
Disfiguring each image as its own
And all you Christian soldiers know the world's a holy war
The million-gun salute, the boot on the throat of the poor
And the poor are doing their part to deserve it more and more
And all the angry angels sing the glory of the Lord
credits
from No Moon,
released November 4, 2015
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The Blood Feud Family Singers Phoenix, Arizona
Up-tempo down-hearted poetic-philosophic country-fried hostility for sentimental haters.
A rollicking bad time.
discography
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Nov 2018 -
Nov 2015