Walking down the street one night
Tragic fascist spoof
Deadbeat dads in leather jackets
Bunch of fucking goofs.
Say they're just proud patriots,
That Muslims aren't a race.
They want to scare some immigrants and put them in their place.
Viking bikers on the prowl
Praying to Norse gods.
Feel real tough behind police lines
Hit for hit we like our odds.
We know where they live and work
Yeah we've got them good.
Gonna make sure that their neighbours know there's a Nazi in their neighbourhood.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
Now here come the cavalry,
The frat-boy reject crew.
Promised not to touch themselves,
Don't know what to do.
Say they're 'Western chauvinists',
We'll get them in the end.
Whiney little Eich-boys, pretending they're Eich-men.
Shitty SA wannabes
In black and yellow shirts.
They've got a secret weapon,
They're so stupid that it hurts.
All of them are incels,
'Cause all of them are creeps.
Grab them by the collar and then twist 'til they're asleep.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
Every time they take a loss
They all turn judge and juror
Turning on each other because
Each wants to be fuhrer
We'll appropriate their banners
Tear up their maple leaves
Bruised bodies and bruised egos will be all that they receive.
The people are united
Organized we'll strike.
Red fists and feet and flagpoles
Will smash up their fourth reich
They celebrate a legacy
Of genocide and theft
We'll make sure that their dying words are: so much for the tolerant left.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
White hoods, red hats, black eyes.
Better watch your back.
The people will attack.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
We'll smash you like it's 1945.
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