God-sanctioned death The kind that I like best I like a good, just war It's what guns are for I like a good crusade It brightens my day Starve away! Annihilate With holy vindication Bring us John Wayne justice For the chosen nation Lord, scatter their bones in your sweetness Speed forth the second coming of the great white Jesus It's my prayer unto you Oh lord, I hope it comes true Rain down your blessings from heaven on me And starve the women and the children of my enemies Alright Warranted pain And cosmic retribution Couple things my god needs To make a solution May their children wander aimless in desolated streets With no memory of a mother, no father indeed Raised up by war Their fist in a clench Breed the next generation Of bombs in a ditch It's my prayer unto you Oh lord, I hope it comes true Rain down your blessings from heaven on me And starve the women and the children of my enemies Alright My congressman's Got a heavy load on his back It's full of money and blood Straight outta a P.A.C He's in the tall cotton But he ain't forgotten To starve away! My governor Buys Israeli bonds With the taxes of the poor Down in Arkansas She says lucky me I'm a huckabee Starve away! It's my prayer unto you Oh lord, I hope it comes true Rain down your blessings from heaven on me And starve the women and the children of my enemy Right