Return of the Droogs by Erich Zann Lyrics

These red-capped young turks
In their murdered out Range Rover
With various fierce terriers
Surging forth
They've spent all day
Idling shitposting in this café
But their doppios become pot shots
After dark

Are all souls redeemed by blood?
Is all blood released by time?

Jesus, these bastards
Who were so clearly labeled fascists
By giant blinking signs in several noble gases
And yet we set
Them loose to razrez our neezhnies
To grab us by our sharps
Or our yarbles, as they please

Are all souls redeemed by blood?
When all blood’s released in time?
However many years
In a comfy stupor
Drowsy with the glut of life
Slid down your gorge
Now revived for a buzzing second
By an unexpected glimpse
Down the shirt of the world
As it bends forward to pluck you