Fuck You All I'm Outta Here
Mother we've been here too long
I never thought we'd sing this song but
Here we go again
And I never thought we'd see this hell
but the numbers speak for themselves so
I guess I'm leaving then
'Cause I will not raise my first born son
like in 1921
if you know what I mean
So fuck you all I'm outta here
You won't see me anywhere
I'm off to dry the tears away
And fuck you all so fucking much
This continent lost its finest touch
when fascists rule around here
And father now the time has come
pack your bags and sing along with me
'Cause we're leaving now
'Cause they might speak of freedom
while their brains are shouting genocide
so I guess we better hurry up
And they say their thoughts are fresh and new
Like 19-fucking-32
But they won't fool me, no
So fuck you all I'm outta here
You won't see me anywhere
I'm off to dry the tears away
And fuck you all so fucking much
This continent lost its final touch
when fascists rule around here
Oh brother what have you done
Return the calls to dad and mom
Is it really true
that you lost your head in politics and sailed away on a dictatorship?
'Cause that is what I've heard
But I really hope you're safe and sound
and keep your shirt from turning brown
Maybe I will see
that they'll raise their hands and they will kneel
like 19-fucking-33
but they won't catch me, no
No
So fuck you all I'm outta here
You won't see me anywhere
I'm off to dry the tears away
And fuck you and your fucking fans
The European racist romance
scares the shit out of me
I never thought we'd sing this song but
Here we go again
And I never thought we'd see this hell
but the numbers speak for themselves so
I guess I'm leaving then
'Cause I will not raise my first born son
like in 1921
if you know what I mean
So fuck you all I'm outta here
You won't see me anywhere
I'm off to dry the tears away
And fuck you all so fucking much
This continent lost its finest touch
when fascists rule around here
And father now the time has come
pack your bags and sing along with me
'Cause we're leaving now
'Cause they might speak of freedom
while their brains are shouting genocide
so I guess we better hurry up
And they say their thoughts are fresh and new
Like 19-fucking-32
But they won't fool me, no
So fuck you all I'm outta here
You won't see me anywhere
I'm off to dry the tears away
And fuck you all so fucking much
This continent lost its final touch
when fascists rule around here
Oh brother what have you done
Return the calls to dad and mom
Is it really true
that you lost your head in politics and sailed away on a dictatorship?
'Cause that is what I've heard
But I really hope you're safe and sound
and keep your shirt from turning brown
Maybe I will see
that they'll raise their hands and they will kneel
like 19-fucking-33
but they won't catch me, no
No
So fuck you all I'm outta here
You won't see me anywhere
I'm off to dry the tears away
And fuck you and your fucking fans
The European racist romance
scares the shit out of me
Credits
Writer(s): Johannes Carl Carlsson, Albin Nils Elof Grill, Martin Gustav Larsson, Mikael Jan Christer Thunborg
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