Birth of a Nation
A bunch of stupid whiteys are now moving in next door They think they are the master race and tend to be a bore They put themselves a notch above and like to think I’m sometime moving out
The niggers down the street have been obnoxious for two years Their kids are vengeful hoods that like to mingle with your fears They’re still collecting welfare and if we were still in China they’d be dead I should call the Ku Klux Klan But they would burn me instead
We just moved in and right next door is a bunch of lousy chinks You’d think they’re breeding cockroaches and poisoning our drinks We never ended World War II at least we could have kept them in the slam And half the country’s run and own by vultures from the east A bunch of blood-sucking camel jockeys praising the Western feast Well I could never learn from them cause I’m too busy learning from my self I can stay on my shelf And I can fend for myself
Protected only by their class Their dreams blasted apart like shards of metal We’ve come to resemble all that dies The beast of nations, all lit up and screaming for the lash I hear you beckon to their fears I saw you cry when Lennon died If he could only see your feeble ways He’d take your so-called supremacy and shove it down your throat Some of the most intelligent people that I know Are admittedly first-class bigots Thank God the Russians aren’t black We’d all be gone in minutes
So this is where our standards lay, directly where they fall A world of little Nazis who can’t wait to get the call To pull their minions forward and give every other race a place to rest In the final plantation It’s the birth of a nation