You came from Nevada with a polo shirt and a Pepe flag Now you nurse your eye with frozen peas Swore to your provider as a white man you would take a stand Now you're crawling back down on your knees Surprise, you're in a photobooth Your picture's on the evening news And now, you don't have an employer A warrant's out for your arrest Antifa has your home address Good luck, you're gonna need a lawyer Nazi, nazi don't you cry You got popped in the left eye Don't you whine and don't you fuss You came here to fuck with us Autumn, spring, summer, winter We don't need another Hitler Any time any place Punch a nazi in the face Came from California with a posse and athletic tape Now your ass is hiding from the law You can hide your Facebook, hide your Twitter, hide your Instagram But you just can't hide that fractured jaw Can't make bond to get you free And you're charged with conspiracy, Assault, crossing state lines to riot You can hide your nazi tats But the state has your Discord chats The judge, I don't think that he'll buy it Nazi, nazi don't you cry You got popped in the left eye Don't you whine and don't you fuss You came here to fuck with us Autumn, spring, summer, winter We don't need another Hitler Any time any place Punch a nazi in the face You came from Ohio with a rondache in your mother's car Now you're looking at a murder case Friends are distancing themselves, they may try but they won't get far Because of all the pictures with your face There's censors opening your mail Because the judge denied your bail I guess, so much for white sharia Your body belongs to the state You got beat up by an inmate So now, think you get the idea Nazi, nazi don't you cry You got popped in the left eye Don't you whine and don't you fuss You came here to fuck with us Autumn, spring, summer, winter We don't need another Hitler Any time any place Punch a nazi right in his rat fucking face

On the road again Nestor Makhno's band of bandit friends Every city is a massacre of men We can't wait to get on the road again On the road again Going places that we've never been Seeing things we hope to never see again We can't wait to get on the road again On the road again Following Kropotkin we can build a highway We're the best of friends With mutinies the world keeps turning our way And our way...

When we met he was my interrogator Got the state to waive my crimes In exchange for full cooperation To inform the FBI I've got a friend in the Bureau We have an understanding My little friend in the Bureau Well, he can be demanding He gives me sometimes some information On the movements of the right Gives me funds to finance operations And he swears by their design I've got a friend in the Bureau With interests intersecting My little friend in the Bureau He likes to be directing And I know they just ain't ready for that Cause I think they know the signs They won't get our special relationship They'll just think that I'm a spy I've got a friend in the Bureau He can get things rolling My little friend in the Bureau Well, he can be controlling He asked me to float some terrorism For a pre-dawn nazi raid Was a trap with feds all in position For the friends that I betrayed I've got a friend in the Bureau If seeing is believing My little friend in the Bureau Well, he is quite deceiving He is quite deceiving

I cried when they shot Trayvon Martin Tears ran down my spine And I wept when they choked Eric Garner Like I lost a father of mine But this kid Michael Brown had it coming They filmed him committing a crime So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I sign every Planned Parenthood petition The right to choose should be preserved And I cheered when they sentenced Daniel Holtzclaw A woman's autonomy's hers But I don't think you can rape a stripper That whore got what she deserved So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I believe in the right to get married Wherever a true love exists And I'm here for your right of adoption As long as you parent your kids And I'm down with your gender expression Just not while I'm taking a piss So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I'm concerned about carbon emissions Go to marches when I'm in the mood And I'm worried about monoculture So that's why I shop at Whole Foods But these climate goals seem so expensive And what would they really improve? So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I watch interviews of Malala Her bravery makes me feel strong And refugees should get asylum As long as they don't stay too long But this man on my flight's speech is foreign And I think I just heard him say "bomb" So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I like reading quotes from Assata The Panthers put on quite a show And I like to decolonize my thinking By reading Derrida and Foulcault And I like when you say "revolution" But Bernie's as far as I'll go So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I vote for the school district budget I believe in investing in kids And I donate to the local soup kitchen Because a citizen's duty's to give But stealing from Wal-Mart's illegal That's why I'm calling the pigs So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I'm a fan of the civil rights movement I love reading "I Have a Dream" I supported the Baltimore protests Til police showed up on the scene But Gaza is firing rockets Even if the response is extreme So love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal I agree we should make reparations The government should make amends And I'm not really one eighth Apache Though sometimes I like to pretend But this guy Trump has some good ideas Even if he does offend So love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, love me Love me, love me, love me, I'm a liberal

Walked down to the docks and saw containers coming in Laborers unload the bread within Nineteen thirty four it was the West Coast Longshore Strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song Looking overhead I see an airplane flying by Needs someone to navigate the sky Nineteen eighty one the air traffic controllers strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song Walked up on a mountain saw the miners hauling coal Abandoned soon as they don't have a role Nineteeeen oh two it was the anthracite coal strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song Riding down the highway saw the truckers driving past Get things to their destination fast Nineteen thirty four the Minneapolis general strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song Walking through the city I see the workers serving food Satiate all culinary moods Two thousand fifteen it was the Fight for Fifteen strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song Walking through the streets I see the trucks and vans and cars Workers had to assemble the parts Nineteen thirty six it was the GM sit-down strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song Riding on the railway see a track being restored The conductor shouting all aboard Nineteen twenty two it kicked off the Great Railroad Strike Now today we're keeping up the fight We'll keep up the fight although the battle may be long And we're gonna sing the union song

I'm gonna tell you fascists And you may be surprised The people of this world Are getting organized You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose Well Jordan talks about lobsters And male supremacy He's skeptical of Muslims and Democracy You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose Well Peterson be careful Each time you double down More people in your profession Think you are a clown You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose Now Jordan is a grifter Despite his PhD Reduced to preying on teenage Insecurity You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose All you fascists bound to lose You're bound to lose You fascists bound to lose

Pulling down a balaclava In the darkness Just another hour Til we all reign free Tuck another molotov Into my satchel Tonight we're gonna take over A factory - Chokepoints in the city mapped The power lines are tapped The media is rapt It's mischief night! Mischief night! - All the union federations Perfecting their integration Uniting all nations In a ghastly fright Haunt in our emaciation This isn't a masturbation Tearing down the state Upon a mischief night -- Distribution channels worked To our advantage All belongs to all to sate Our daily needs Creep the bourgeoisie and feed The guillotine Spook them and find out if the boss Also bleeds - Lighting blunts with dollar bills Cheap wine and cheaper thrills Banners from the window sills It's mischief night! Mischief Night! - All the union federations Perfecting their integration Uniting all nations In a ghastly fright Haunt in our emaciation This isn't a masturbation Tearing down the state Upon a mischief night -- Agriculture always needs An extra person Come take a vacation You can till the land Get to know your neighbors You can exchange favors When time ain't money you can lend A helping hand - Party on a Tuesday night Now you have time to write Dancing in the pale moonlight It's mischief night! Mischief night! - All the union federations Perfecting their integration Uniting all nations In a ghastly fright Haunt in our emaciation This isn't a masturbation Tearing down the state Upon a mischief night

In eighteen hundred eighty six A strike took place at McCormick's They're mixing with the anarchists And singing all the union songs The cops beat up the striking men The papers all called for revenge And all those pigs they ate a firebomb Annual inflation Is like a cut in pay Our voice disposed With purple prose They send us on our way No matter what the boss says We're marching with our signs So join the crowd Be union proud And don't you cross that picket line In nineteen hundred twenty one In West Virginia's Matewan The miners all picked up the gun Against the yellow dog contracts They sent the army to the mine The strikers held the battle line A deputy caught one right in the chest Annual inflation Is like a cut in pay Our voice disposed With purple prose They send us on our way No matter what the boss says We're marching with our signs So join the crowd Be union proud And don't you cross that picket line In eighteen hundred ninety two The workers all knew what to do In Homestead it was quite a view When Frick sent in the Pinkertons In darkness they snuck in the scabs On barges when they reached the land They're staring down the barrel of a gun Annual inflation Is like a cut in pay Our voice disposed With purple prose They send us on our way No matter what the boss says We're marching with our signs So join the crowd Be union proud And don't you cross that picket line

Here's to the state of Tucker Carlson For overtop your borders, the devil builds no walls If you poke inside his closet, a hundred bodies fall With squinting incantations, the murderpigs absolved A land of mixing colors, is no country at all Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the people of Tucker Carlson Who watch their vaunted hero fulminating every night At anyone who uplifts anyone who isn't white Who lob a million death threats and challenges to fight Who're quick to rage against anything but the dying of the light Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the schools of Tucker Carlson Where YouTube sophists lecture on why they don't have to care All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere And every publication is a wealth of factual error And systemic injustice, well they just call that fair Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the cops of Tucker Carlson They're hiding nazi tattoos as they lock the prison door Their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you to the floor And they'll take plenty prisoners in their private prison war Behind their broken badges, there are murderers and more Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the judges of Tucker Carlson Who hide their flasks of whiskey as they stumble into court Submit their drunken ruling on the freedom to abort Oh, justice is a stranger when the justices report In overturning science, the judgment's always short Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the government of Tucker Carlson With a chief who bought his ego using all his self control Attempt to check his power, it's advisor whack-a-mole To sate his egomania, there's a pig for every role He gets to play avenger, and we all pay the toll Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the laws of Tucker Carlson Complaining that the fight has been brought to his house's door Despite calling for the same in the segment just before With ICE agents arresting whole families by the score Be thankful it was shouting, and it was nothing more Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of And here's to the churches of Tucker Carlson On a table in a trailer with a fender caked in rust The screen broadcasts his sermons that pander to their lust The orange on his countenance is a designer dust And they worship at an altar chiseled with mistrust Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of Tucker Carlson find yourself another country to be part of

Fela Kuti Was brought to prison On trumped up charges Of currency smuggling Obasanjo Burned Kalakuta And killed his mother Na Yoruba struggling How can they fight When Dutch Shell pumps hate How can they stand When 9 becomes 8 How can they fight When Chevron pumps hate And swear they won't fall When 9 becomes 8000 Ken Saro-Wiwa Was last to be hanged Among his brothers By Abacha's soldier cops He led Ogonis To fight the system And free the Delta From government oil crops How can they fight When Dutch Shell pumps hate How can they stand When 9 becomes 8 How can they fight When Chevron pumps hate And swear they won't fall When 9 becomes 8000 Government magic How can they fight When Dutch Shell pumps hate How can they stand When 9 becomes 8 How can they fight When Chevron pumps hate And swear they won't fall When 9 becomes 8000