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This song is by Enola Gay and appears on the album F.O.T.H. (1995).

"Right" said Fred is "better than left"
While talkin' 'bout the problems
It is their point of view
That all these niggers and asylum seekers
Are guilty for the downfall of economy

So many jerks with only one ear (right)
Increase respect by spreading the fear
Well, the quick change - artists have
Reached their last phase
They wonder why there is an insect
In the mirrors face

We're all alone against
This bunch of "Fascho" clone
The only solution is: Stop the pollution!

Stop these warheads!
Stop these warheads!
Stop these warheads!

Who do you think you are?
You're not alone in this earth
You can't call it your own
Go out of my way, go out of my brain
Skins make me sick
And they cry for disdain

You close-cropped heads
With an empty space
You are the real redundant race
Murders are your sins of pride
I offer: You shall better commit suicide

We're all alone against
This bunch of "Fascho" clone
The only solution is: Stop the pollution!

Stop these warheads!
Stop these warheads!
Stop these warheads!