Lesson #167 Lyrics

Did you ever hear of Primitive Religion?

Did you ever hear of William Penn?

When he died, he had no belongings

You don't need much to watch the world end

I swear no oath, I make no vow

We're one nation overfed

I pledge allegiance to the slag

Of the United States of the living dead

An ox and a sailing ship

A sheaf of wheat and saviour corn

There's a light on the horizon

It could be heaven or it could be a storm

I have no charms and no familiar

Incantations sang or read

I pledge a grievance then I'm leaving

The Unites States of the living dead

An illness undiagnosed

You first were cursed when the hearse burst

Time is the one thing that we want most

And the thing that we use worst

I signed no contract, make no deals

I have nothing, I own no land

I have no need for making plans

I pledge allegiance to pop-up ads

For the United States of the living damned