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Praise to the Lord, The Almighty, The King of Creation [Tune: Lobe Den - Choir of Saint George's Chapel, Traditional lyrics

Come burn it down, can't you?
Lay it down, the guns above the ground
Won't you?

Come lay it down, won't you?
Burn it down, can't you?
Lay it down, the guns above the ground
Won't you?

Nelith 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?
Burn it down, can't you?
Lay it down, the guns above the ground
Won't you?

Nlelth 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 one hundred

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 and through the pussy litter
Dragging my feet any longer and through the pussy litter
Dragging my feet any longer and through the pussy litter

Nlelth 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 one's been, no one's been

Come lay it down, won't you?
Come burn it down, can't you?
Lay it down, the guns above the ground

Come burn it down, can't you?
Lay it down, the guns above the ground

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