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!