Happy Thanksgiving! Here is the first song from our upcoming EP "Ain't That America" !! Thanks for listening :)

Lyrics:
Praise be to the backwards god
'Cause our backwards god is a man's best friend
And he holds my hand, and he guides my hand, and he bites my hand when he doesn't get what he wants
Three whole days to forget about death and renew our faith in
Pretending to be cowboys sitting in suburban castles with buddy cops, and the devil
Wants to take my guns
The devil wants to take my baby away
But my gospel keeps me grounded
In the sky with my favorite unfounded claims
Woah, Halle-la-le-lujiah

We dance on hallowed ground to the percussive sounds of a hundred rounds And if little Sarah doesn't make it to the summer, I can blame whatever I want All those hollow prayers on Sunday morning, do your thing
Make me feel like some sort of hero
While I sing, woah Halle-la-le-lujiah

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