Lyrics

ALL THE NEWS ( FIST O’GOD )
© Copyright-Vigil-Ante (885767412644)
Record Label: Vigil-Ante

1st Verse
It’s three o’clock in the morning and my brain’s just turned to grey.
John Wayne’s just smoked the Bad Guys & now the preacher’s saying grace.
I’m flicking ‘round the channels for a point to ease my brain,
I settle it down on the Fist o’ God and hum its sweet refrain.
‘Cause The Fist of God’s put tendrils into everybody’s minds
With all the help and sales support from the boys on Channel 9.
Every Soldier of Fortune, every Beggarman or Thief
Can now turn on his own mother with The Promise of relief.
It’s just…

Chorus
ALL THE NEWS THAT’S FIT TO PRINT! (ECHO)
ALL THE NEWS THAT’S FIT TO PRINT! (ECHO)
ALL THE NEWS THAT’S FIT TO PRINT! (ECHO)
ALL THE NEWS THAT’S FIT TO PRINT! (ECHO)

2nd Verse
Circling round your halo, yes you see them everyday,
The Crows now hunt the carrion of someone else’s pain.
They live inside their churches and just say they’re feeling fine
While they’re cranking up the rpm’s just to hear their engines whine.
Try and tell me it’s alright, try to tell me it’s OK!
When Faith is holding onto pain while twisting Purpose into Shame!
Finding your own Blind Reward just has no room for Hate!
It’s up to you to live you life and not throw it all away!
Just for...