Oh, this story
See this man came mumblin' 'bout GLORY
He came to us and offered a proposition
All we had to give was our little children
Gather up your children
Gather your belongings
Gather up your women like the singer in the song sings
Load your guns with bullets
Powder up your rifles
Then pray the Lord to save your soul
Like in the Holy Bible
Dear God, and Mary, and Jesus set me free
How the Devil make a sinner outta me?
Dear God, let Moses part the red so red sea
Holy water set my people free
Well we were in an akwered position
We're not quite certain we like this proposition
So we're just gonna bed down here and pray for shelter
'Cause that there man mumblin's, they's soundin' of helter skelter
'Cause we fairly certain there ain't no salvation
So we just gonna hold our heads
"No Salvation?
Oh... will you hold my head too?"
Writer(s): Slim Cessna's Auto Club
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