The Mescaline Babies - Jacobin Fever

Here’s the stench of doom
I’m gonna puke on you
That’s what I’m gonna do
I’m gonna throw out on you
Here light is always fake
Angels are pedophiles
You guys are rotting from the inside
Here things are going worse day by day
The smell of mental death is suffocating
When everyone seems to be doped
It’s time to yell again, revolt!

Yell and run, burn your flags
Raise your arms, be jacobin!

All you, masters! All you, slaves!
All you, butchers! All you, “sane”!
All you, fascists! All you, commies!
All you, anarchists! All you, politics!
All you, “normals”! All you, “alternatives”!
All you, monkeys! You, perverted!
All you, straights! All you, fags!
All you, hypocrites! All you, dead!

Yell and run, burn your flags
Raise your arms, be jacobin!

Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms,
Be jacobin!
Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms,
Organize!
Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms,
Keep yelling on!
Yell and run,
Burn your flags,
Raise your arms

Be jacobin!