The Return of the Coneheads

Look out
Bulldogs coming through
Look out
Again they're all tied loose

Okay, we know the story well, we've heard it before
Learned our lesson in school about the 2nd World War

But it's far beyond that
It has grown, and got fat
It's a new wipe-out show, no more laying low
No more laying low
Words without sense
Spread the nazi-trend
It's a new talent show, thousands mindless in a row
Shuffle up the facts
Only to serve us crap
Free speech is a bad excuse to let those coneheads loose

She speaks the language of the unsafe, this is her fear
The language spoken of those who will get her out of here
We'll decide what we'll hear
She'll get stronger if she knows we care
We'll decide what we'll hear
So let them know this is war, not just a wish that they'll be gone

She speaks the language of the unsafe, this is her fear
The language spoken of those who will get her out of here
We'll decide what we'll hear
She'll get stronger if she knows we care
We'll decide what we'll hear
So let them know this is war, not just a wish that they'll be gone