'23 (Pigs and Dogs)

They don't wanna control the guns

How else would pigs have all their fun?

White libs wanna disarm the queers

Queers bash back, disarmed of fear

I don't trust what you believe

I see the red band on your sleeve

They don't wanna prevent crime

What else would dogs do with all their time?

Strip the meat and bury the bones

Corporate caskets under luxury homes

I don't trust what you believe

You stomp like a goose and it's '33

Can't you see what voting gets

Fascist boots pinned across your chest

I don't know, if it were me

I'd make a fascist kneel by breaking both his knees

I don't trust what you believe

Ballots can't stop bullets and your vote isn't free

Gun violence will only be stopped when we drive out the occupying forces of so-called America

The police and the military

They are the ones fucking our mental health by robbing us of our autonomy

I hate crooked pigs

I hate crooked dogs

Bash back