Fascist Pig

Tense atmosphere in the air

Riot written everywhere

Riot squads coming from over there

Time to go home if you're square

Riot squad, bash their heads

Kick their ass until they're dead

I want to be a fascist pig

Love to fight, what a thrill

We don't stop until we kill

I want to be a fascist pig

Throw a bottle in the air

Put them up to their dare

We'll just laugh while they stare

Let them hit us, see if we care!

Get attacked by them

You'll never heal

They'll rob your conscience

Your sanity they'll steal

They'll beat your brains until they spill

That's the fascist favorite meal!