Bad Religion

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A G Bm A  (x2)

          A
There's a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner
G
With long division and riding crop
Bm
Anybody can feel like a winner
          A
When it's served up piping hot
A
But the people aren't looking for a handout
G
They're America's working corps
Bm                          A
Can this be what they voted for?

Chorus:
             F  D
Let them eat war
             A
Let them eat war
F             D          A
That's how to ration the poor
             F  D
Let them eat war
             A   C
Let them eat war
           F      G       A
There's an urgent need to feed

          A   G Bm A
Declining pride

         A
From the force to the union shops
G
The war economy is making new jobs
Bm
But the people who benefit most
A
Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts
          A
Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor
G
All they ever gave to them was a war
Bm                        A
And a foreign enemy to deplore

Chorus 2:
             F  D
Let them eat war
             A
Let them eat war
F             D          A
That's how to ration the poor
             F  D
Let them eat war
             A   C
Let them eat war
           F      G       A
There's an urgent need to feed

          A   G Bm A
Declining pride

A G Bm A  (x2)

             A
We've got to kill 'em and eat 'em before they reach for their checks
G
Squeeze some blue collars let them bleed from their necks
Bm
Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat
           A
Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it
      A
At a job site the boss is god like conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight
A
Seasoned vets with their feet in nets a stones throw away
                                            from a rock fight but not tonight,
         A
Feed ‘em death
                                     G
Here comes another ration (feed them death)
                                                  Bm
Cause they're the finest in the nation (feed them death)
                              A
When there's nothing left to feed them when it's freedom or it's death

Chorus 3:
             F  D
Let them eat war
             A
Let them eat war
F             D          A
That's how to ration the poor
             F  D
Let them eat war
             A   C
Let them eat war
           F      G       A
There's an urgent need to feed