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!