[Verse]
Some of us that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of us that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of us that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of us that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses, ugh[Refrain]
Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of[Pre-Chorus]
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
But now you do what I tell ya
Well now you do what I tell ya[Chorus]
Those I killed are justified
For wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights
I justify those that died
By wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights
Those I killed are justified
For wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights
I justify those that died
By wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights, come on[Verse]
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses, ugh[Refrain]
Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of[Pre-Chorus]
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya
And now you do what I tell ya (Now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya (And now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya (And now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya (Now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya (Now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya (Now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya (Now you’re under control)
And now you do what I tell ya[Chorus]
Those I killed are justified
For wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights
I justify those that died
By wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights
Those I killed are justified
For wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights
I justify those that died
By wearin’ the badge, I’m the chosen knights, come on[Guitar Solo]
Ugh
Yeah
Come on
Ugh[Outro]
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Fuck you, you do what I tell you
Get on the ground, UghIt really doesn’t take many changes; just swap the perspective. Sing it from the point of view of ICE etc…
I volunteer to go undercover in an attempt to sabotage it.
How original. On par for the fascist emulation state
Now I need to listen to Rage.
“Alright i’ll do what you tell me”
“Those who complied,
were justified!”Yet “killing in the name of” remains unchanged.
It’s the exact same song, but your conservative uncle yells “and that’s a good thing!” into the mic after every verse
killing on the orders of
FUCK YOU. I’ll lick boots if I want to.
FUCK YOU. I’ll lick boots if I want to.
FUCK YOU. I’ll lick boots if I want to.
ah yes freedom songs, as in ‘freedom to put people i hate in cages’. Catchy tune
Hmm kinky BDSM! Yeah baby! …
…nah, they actually don’t like the cages, there are kids and grammas in there, sure there’s torture but they all want to go back home to do normal things like knitting and going to school.
…oh that’s not very good role play. Stop?
So they sing “Killing In The Name” as an ode to cops
Need bassist & drummer
I plan on singing, playing guitar, and writing songs
Okay, so one right-wing dude with no friends.
And as yet no songs.
he can call his band “the charlie kirks”. they’re a one shot band that gurgles and cries on stage.
FuCk YoU i WoN’t ReLeAsE tHe FiLeS … kIdDyFuCkEr!
I may or may not be close enough to this and able to play bass, show up, and at the first concert deliberately play a half step down while screaming into a mic as a tiny woman the lyrics to Guerilla Radio.
“Rally round the family, with a pocketful of shells”, but unironically.
“Some of those heroes who work forces are the same patriots that burn crosses.”
“globalists” tells me everything I need to know.
Its the jewwwsss.
Fuck me. I’ll do what you tell me!
For those who died, just comply!
Here is something you can’t understand
No consequences when I, kill a man
Yo, probably nothing to see in the Epstein file
My fellow pendejos all agree Donny can’t be a pedophile
DHS army of pigs coming to kidnap your child
They’ll try to put you in a box, feddy fascist style
Lights on, corporate radio
Keep that shit at a reasonable volume outside of daylight hours
Tom Morello, B Real and Chuck D teamed up for the Prohets of Rage band.
