I pray the lord my soul to keep
won’t you kill those bad men at my feet
take my heart make it pure
won’t you kill them
till they’re dead for sure
From the fowl of the air to the fish of the sea
don’t let them cross that river
it won’t wash em clean
kill them won’t you kill them
till they’re dead for sure
take my body dust to dust
oppress the enemy in God we trust
have mercy upon me for I am weak
let’s plunder the people of whom i speak
till they’re dead for sure dead for sure
kill em won’t you kill em
Till they are dead for sure
lift up my soul to all the high places
while we dehumanize their lives
forget their faces
is that your lion come up from the thicket
your religion i now must picket
till they’re dead for sure dead for sure
you won’t be safe
till they’re dead for sure
they’re dead for sure
dead for sure
Don’t worry honey I’ll be Home for dinner!










