Patrick Sky - Fight for Liberation lyrics

In the draft board here we sit Covered o'er with Nixon's sh** While our sweat is turning Agnew's filthy mill And the people, as they pa** They jam Melvin up our a** Well I guess we've had our goddam f**ing fill Fight, fight, fight for liberation Break, break, break the social scheme We will drag the ba*tards down And we'll grind 'em in the ground And replace them with a working cla** regime Then we'll send a firing squad After Cardinal Spellman's God MacNamara will be the next in line Then we'll pump some LSD Into Jackie Kennedy And we'll make her f** the workers overtime Then we'll get a bloody rope And we'll hang the f**in' pope And we'll burn the Sistine Chapel to the ground Then we'll turn our tommy-guns On the screaming, ravished nuns And the peoples' voice will be the only sound So if you hate the Working Cla** But you'd like to save your a** Then you better give your money to the poor! Or we'll sell your mother's twat To a sailor on your yacht And we'll turn your favorite daughter to a who*e!