I just came here for some booze But you're staring at me and my tattoos You're just looking for an excuse To run your fucking mouth All I wanted was some beer But now you're yapping in my ear Empty words of hate and fear And this whole thing's headed south
FUCK OFF YOU CUNT WE DON'T NEED YOUR WITCH HUNT FUCK OFF YOU CUNT WE DON'T NEED... YOUR WITCH HUNT FUCK YOU!
Never seen these bands before But you think you know the fucking score Preparing for your made-up war Have you lost your mind? Thank you lists and liner notes Between the lines of what was wrote Think you see some Nazi ghost But there's nothing there to find!
FUCK OFF YOU CUNT WE DON'T NEED YOUR WITCH HUNT FUCK OFF YOU CUNT WE DON'T NEED... YOUR WITCH HUNT FUCK YOU!
Hiding in a basement behind a fucking screen All you internet warriors ain't part of our fucking scene Making up words like "greyzone" and running your fucking yaps Well, it's all fun and games until somebody gets slapped
Racism ain't the American way Not black or white nor shades of grey No matter what you fuckers say We know just where we stand Not walking fences, just drinking beers Won't live our lives with your fears So quit your yapping in our ears Grow up and be a man!
FUCK OFF YOU CUNT WE DON'T NEED YOUR WITCH HUNT FUCK OFF YOU CUNT WE DON'T NEED... YOUR WITCH HUNT FUCK YOU!