I've never been one for the punch-ups

But look I really hate those nazis

A certain something starts to wind me up

How could I hate them oh so violently



When two swords slashing at each other

Only sharpen one another

And in the long run even he's your brudda'

Said even though the cunt's a nazi.

nazi









Always attack those things in someone else,

Reflections that you can't face in yourself,

To make precious fascistic feeling gone

It makes you turn into a bigger one

Bigger...



When two swords slashing at each other

Only sharpen one another

And in the long run even he's your brudda'

Said even though the cunt's a nazi.

nazi



Are you fighting the Front,

or just fronting a fight

Sometimes it's hard to see the left from the right

Are we angry, are we looking for peace

Or just tryin' to win the war...

...by killing all the enemy off

Just to kill all the enemy off

Kill the enemy off

Kill the enemy off



I've never been one for the punch-ups

But look I really hate those nazis

A certain something starts to wind me up

How could I hate them oh so violently



When two swords slashing at each other

Only sharpen one another

And in the long run even he's your brudda'

said even though the cunt's a nazi.

nazi

Even though the cunt's a nazi

nazi