Cemeteries

Cemeteries-
We'll dig up the cemeteries
Bomb all the missionaries
Send the bones to the seminary
Mix their blood with the Virgin Mary

Turn their bones into the apothecary
So we can eat all the missionaries
Their skin will hang along the flag of Gary
For believing in the Virgin Mary

We'll dig up the cemeteries
That don't kill when they hit the prairie
The young will be made into the churns of Gary
Because their deaths don't matter
When they sing to Mary

They won't vote
So they eat their very
Young in the churns of Gary
Because when the gun is shot in the streets of Gary
They'll be put in the cemetery
We'll taste the lead in the churns of Gary
Because their young don't think, when the streets are very
Riddled with shadows
Looking for new for the churn of Gary
Looking for the new for the churn
Of Gary
Looking for new for the churn of Gary
Looking for new for the churn of Gary-