The Clan

White cape, red cross... hands up to cheer The Big Boss No life, no love, no thoughts, no brains to speak of “(Stand tall, divide) oh the whole world in black and off-white!” You’ve got your plan... God bless you losers and your Clan The day will come... lights out and soon you’ll be gone (Who’s left? Your son) – the only thing you’ll pass on: “Kill a nigger, kill a Jew, kill a couple, kill a few” (that’s right!) (No more!) No less! He’ll put you to rest (while going): Raise your glass and hail The Clan Feel united by your color Raise hell just because you can Burn a cross... and one another (????) Raise your glass and hail The Clan Feel united by your color Raise hell just because you can Burn a cross... and one another! (Burn again!) ???? the Clan Oh, yeah