Right-wing dickheads
Got me real pissed off
About their racist hate-rock

And all the %#@! they talk

You're blind in your arrogance

You know that %#@! don't fly
Try to wave that hate-flag in Detroit
I'd like to see you try


The poor cowards
You know it's all just an act

You can take your whack records - yeah
And shove them right up your $$#


Ignorant dickheads
With your symbols and props
You can stop right there, just stop


Are you proud of your fear?
With your leather and your hair

It's a freakin' nightmare
You can stop right there