Picked up a flyer just the other day   My favorite band was coming here to play   Last time they were here no one broke the silence   I hope this time it doesn't turn into a soundtrack for violence   Hanging out in the parking lot and everybody's here   There's the straight edge guys and they're pounding beer   Skaters poppin' ollies and skinheads talkin' shop   But here come the nazis at the end of the block   GET OUT OF THIS TOWN!!!   It's packed in this sweatbox as the band begins to blare   A swarming mass of tattoos, muscles, baldness, and hair   But now there's a target it's a fascist attack   Twenty on one, they know he won't fight back   GET OUT OF THIS TOWN!!!   Got to get out, gotta get out   gotta get out of this town   There's more of us than them but we still don't intervene   The hatred of only a few wrecks everybody's scene   We can overcome their racist shit if everyone's involved   The power of many can crush their few and the problem will be solved   GET OUT OF THIS TOWN!!!