Death By Stereo Fear Of A Brown Planet
They're building up a wall! They try to shut you up They try to shut you out They work you like a slave Then they throw you out and sweep you away Control with guns and fear Control is growing here Control this border, how? Strangle hold, this land's their land
No control! There is no way! No control! They are not slaves!
Intimidate, propaganda your scheme Eliminate, a vile routine Initiate, the end of culture Keep them out to ensure a white future
No control! There is no way! No control! Illigal y que?!
They're building up a wall No! No! No! They're building up a wall No! No! No!
The rich require an abundant supply of the poor The ones in power always ask for more Get pissed! Question everything!