Lyrics: Dead Kennedys. In God We Trust, Inc.. Nazi Punks Fuck Off.

{It's 'Fuck Off' over produced by Martin Hanet, take four}

{Two, three, four}

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

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks fuck off
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks fuck off

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

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks fuck off
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks fuck off

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

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

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks fuck off
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks fuck off

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