All you people wanting to take control You sons of bitches fighting to get it all Introducing fucked up policies Don't give a damn what you say to me All this time you're bitching about bullshit Just ideas that make no sense The next time we see you walking in the streets It's gonna be these boots on your head You ain't getting no fucking votes from me Your intentions, not so hard to see You're just a fascist motherfucker Another lying son of a bitch And all the people that are behind you Just some pawns inside your game For them to know they can't escape us We're gonna stamp our boots on their heads In the words of "El Comandante" It's time for "La Revolucion" You just know you can't escape our wrath Now get ready for eternal pain You will have no where left to run You will have no where left to hide The next time we see you walking in the streets It's gonna be these boots on your head