Pretty Songs

One, two, one, two, three, four I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah It might be nice I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah That's alright, but I'd rather fight I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah That's alright, but I'd rather fight And watch you bleed I'd rather watch you bleed Sing a song, a pretty little song That's alright, but I'd rather fight I'm violent when I need be You got a problem, come see me Black lives have always mattered You were just never told so on TV White folks love quote Martin Luther 'Cause he held hands and prayed when they bombed his building Good for him but the times have changed And don't forget white folks still killed him I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah That's alright, but I'd rather fight And watch you bleed I'd rather watch you bleed Sing a song, a pretty little song That's alright, but I'd rather fight Who the fuck are you? I'm no pacifist, I'm smashing fists At every single racist prick I meet I'm not having it, there's no "Kum ba yah" To be found 'round here, no groovy beat No liberal lefty cunt Is gonna tell me punching Nazis ain't the way If you wanna hold hands and sing Go do it over there while the big boys play, okay I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah That's alright, but I'd rather fight And watch you bleed I'd rather watch you bleed Sing a song, a pretty little song That's alright, but I'd rather fight I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah It might be nice I could do this all day long Sing a song, a pretty little song Blah blah, rah rah rah That's alright, but I'd rather kill you