Dare not push the snooze button
Your favourite metalhead and mine
Used Seven Seals to scare his flock
Defiled young girls beneath
They tried to take his guns
They tried to take his guns
Coulda grabbed him when he's out jogging
Or scamming chicks in bars
They brought S.W.A.T. teams and tanks
Peeling back the foreskin of Liberty
At New Age health food stores
They're trying to take our guns
They're trying to take our guns
They treated Randy Weaver
Like a two-bit pot dealer
Shot up his Little House on the Prairie
S.W.A.T. teams shoot potheads all the time
But he was a Nazi, dammit
It's those helicopters again
See 'em in the sky, they're always black
What does that tell you, huh?
U.N. troops wait in salt mines
Under Detroit of all places
To storm up from the sewers
They're trying to take our guns
Feminazis and eco-terrorists
I got my back yard bunker
Machine guns and grenades
To protect myself from you
Tear down those highway signs
So the U.N. can't find me
White Shangri-La of Post Falls, Idaho
Damn right it's the End Times
WRITERS
AL JOURGENSEN, ERIC BOUCHER, PAUL G. BARKER, WILLIAM RIEFLIN