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How do you do I see you've met my faithful handyman

Well, at least the tourists are keeping schtum. Good. Let's keep it that way.

Only rarely does a cover version rise above the original, but I think that's the case here.

Punk ain't no religious cult
Punk means thinking for yourself
You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair
When a jock still lives inside your head

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks-Fuck Off!

Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks-Fuck Off!

If you've come to fight, get outa here
You ain't no better than the bouncers
We ain't trying to be police
When you ape the cops it ain't anarchy

[Repeat chorus]

Ten guys jump one, what a man
You fight each other, the police state wins
Stab your backs when you trash our halls
Trash a bank if you've got real balls

You still think swastikas look cool
The real nazis run your schools
They're coaches, businessmen and cops
In a real fourth reich you'll be the first to go

[Repeat chorus]

You'll be the first to go
You'll be the first to go
You'll be the first to go
Unless you think
Nazi Punks Fuck Off, as performed by. . . no, you wouldn't believe me. Hit the link up top. And yes, this is how I deal with a link from "The Grand Central Station of Bloggerville". I should just redirect the assholes the hell away.

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The real irony is that I was listening [ok, & singing along] to Chin's version of that as I dialed up just now...

Shhhh. They're not supposed to know about that.

I mean, yes, Meg Lee Chin is good, isn't she? And doing a show in Columbus on Thursday, too.

You, dru, Austin on October 4th. Weird itenerary starting in Cali and looping 'round to Oklahoma, but what do I know?

So...I'll be picking you up from the airport at what time, then? Or the bus station. Hell, we even have an Amtrak station here...take your pick.

You could try to hitch a ride with the band, you know. Got any "roady" experience?

It just so happens that the 4th is a Friday. No work. No kids. No problem.

I hope the tickets aren't dreadfully expensive.

Dru, I love you like a stepsister, but no matter how cool Austin is. . . it's still in Texas.

My black ass ain't goin' to no Texas.

heh, everyone I know from Austin say they often forget that the city is, in fact, in Texas.

Then they step one foot outside of its borders and it all becomes frightfully clear.

Now, would that be a WICKED stepsister?

I'll get to work on the atomizer/reparticulator now so we can transport you to Austin without your having to step foot in Texas.

that's why i come here every day...because i can look forward to seeing my favorite song lyrics in print. cool that i had the same experience just now at dru's site too.

out of sincere gratitude i will now post some song lyrics back at my place for everyone's enjoyment.

"go be delighted" [GVSB]

fj

Is is as intelligible as the original, which is the greatest DK song ever IMHO.

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