Coward Be Thy Name
- Side Pocket Louie
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Intro
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Verse 1
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My next door neighbor got murdered last week I can hear his widow cryin through the wall we share
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I only hung out wit him a couple of times im not sure if or why I even care
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The city grinds me down but the suburbs are worse, so much Green grass that gets mowed but never laid in,
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I used to blame my choices for my depression, now I just think it's the world we're living in
Chorus
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Our father, lord in heaven, coward be thy name,
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I’m sick of seein all these people always singin your praises and I’m sick of always playin their games
Verse 2
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This guy I worked for wouldn't pay me last week, i keep dreaming about goin out and slashin his tires,
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wore a crucifix necklace and a Trump bumper sticker like these all these other thieves and liars
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Existentialism is the bastion of the lucky ones who have the time to sit and wonder why we're here
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Religion is for those who are too damn lazy to wonder why they're always living in fear
Chorus
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Our father, lord in heaven, coward be thy name,
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You got all these people so damn confused I aint never heard your name not taken in vain
Verse 3
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I'll write when I’m drunk and I’ll edit when I’m sober but I’ll never join a band that quotes
Hemingway,
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and I’ll sing every word to Streams of Whiskey knowing which way those winds will carry me away
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Cause nihilism is cheap and hope is expensive, and we know we got better fuckin bills to pay
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So before you pray for some lost souls' salvation keep my name outcha mouth when I hear you say
Chorus
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Our father, lord in heaven, coward be thy name,
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I'm sick of all these politicians singing your praises and I'm sick of always playing their games
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Our father, lord in heaven, coward be thy name,
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I'm sick of all these politicians singing your praises and I'm sick of always playing their games
Outro
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Our father, lord in heaven, coward be thy name,
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You got all these people so damn confused I aint never heard your name not taken in vain











