Job For A Cowboy - Fearmonger lyrics

Our apparent saviors have placed arms and ammunition Directly into the hands of demons of the south They've molded a gunrunning scandal So inflammatory it makes one nauseous at the mouth Their personal formulation To smother a weakening second amendment An immense fraud! Fair millions of malignant imaginations To sit, watch, cheer and applaud! Our tombstone are stepping stones In this struggle for control Our tombstone are stepping stones In this struggle for control A failed concocted plan For the veiled executioner's throne of blood Opening the ignorant gates, Let loose of this fear mongering flood Our tombstones are stepping stones In this struggle for control A failed concocted plan For the veiled executioner's throne of blood Opening the ignorant gates, Let loose of this fear mongering flood Our apparent savior's have placed arms and ammunition Directly into the hands of demon's of the south They've molded gunrunnging a scandal So inflammatory makes one nauseous at the mouth Our tombstone are stepping stones In this struggle for control Our tombstone are stepping stones In this struggle for control