Them crazy, them crazy. We gonna chase those crazy baldheads out of town.
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town

I and I build a cabin. I and I plant the corn. Didn't my people before me slave for this country. Now you look me with a scorn, then you eat up all my corn

We gonna chase those crazy baldheads. Chase them crazy. Chase those crazy baldheads out of town.

Build your penitentiary, we build your schools. Brainwash education to make us the fools. Hate is your reward for our love. Telling us of your God above.

We gonna chase those crazy. Chase those crazy bunkheads. Chase those crazy baldheads out of town.

Here comes the conman, coming with his con plan. We won't take no bribe, we got stay alive
Bob Marley: Crazy Baldheads

Punk ain't no religious cult.
Punk means thinking for yourself.
You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair.
When a jock still lives inside your head.

If you've come to fight, get outa here.
You ain't no better than the bouncers.
We ain't trying to be police.
When you ape the cops it ain't anarchy.

Ten guys jump one, what a man.
You fight each other, the police state wins.
Stab your backs when you trash our halls.
Trash a bank if you've got real balls.

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks-Fuck Off!

You still think swastikas look cool?
The real nazis run your schools.
They're coaches, businessmen and cops.
In a real fourth reich you'll be the first to go.

You'll be the first to go.
You'll be the first to go.
You'll be the first to go.
Unless you think.

Dead Kennedys: Nazi Punks Fuck Off  ¶ jueves, noviembre 27, 2003