Cifra de The Belting Balaclava - Up In Kenosha - Misc Originals
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[Intro]
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[Chorus]
And it’s up in Kenosha, it’s where I long to be
Protecting gas stations with Kommandos next to me
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a couple mags of ammo for me little Armalite
Well this brave BLM man came marching up our street
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600 anarkiddies he had lined up at his feet
Come out you cowardly Nazis, come on out and fight
He cried “I am only joking”, when he heard the Armalite
[Chorus]
And it’s up in Kenosha, it’s where I long to be
Protecting gas stations with Kommandos next to me
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a couple mags of ammo for me little Armalite
Well the commies came to visit me, it was in the early hours
With communists and anarchists attacking parked cars
They thought they had me cornered, but I gave them all a fright
With the arm piercing bullets of me little Armalite
[Chorus]
And it’s up in Kenosha, it’s where I long to be
Protecting gas stations with Kommandos next to me
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a couple mags of ammo for me little Armalite
To my city there came joggers, they shouted I can’t breathe
They burned down all the buildings, and they all refused to leave
They rioted and looted, they went strong for 80 nights
Until I started aiming with me little Armalite
[Chorus]
And it’s up in Kenosha, it’s where I long to be
Protecting gas stations with Kommandos next to me
A comrade on me left and another on me right
And a couple mags of ammo for me little Armalite
Oh the fake news MSM thought they had it in the bag
With prosecutors and witnesses that looked like hipster f*gs
But the judge saw through their bullsh*t, Kyle spoke both plain and true
And the jury under pressure, thankfully enough came through
(first variation]
[Chorus]
And it’s outside the courthouse, it’s where I long to be
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Standing on the steps, raise a glass up, Kyle’s free!
But it might get chaotic, as the rioters know well
So let’s give him back his Armalite, and send them straight to hell
Oh, let this be a lesson, to all young Patriots
Do not expect the justice that was done to good ol’ Ritts
So wear a balaclava, like you’re in the IRA
Don’t try to be a hero, live to fight another day
(second variation)
[Chorus]
And it’s up ANYWHERE, it’s where I long to be
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Country, town, and suburbs, and of course the big city
A comrade on me left, and a hundred on me right
And a truckload full of ammo for our little Armalites
[Outro]
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