The Klansmen – Rock & Roll Patriots
1. Klansmen Song
2. 66
3. Get it Right
4. Better Days
5. Freedom (What Freedom)
6. Rock´n´roll Patriots
7. Coming Up to Midnight
8. Drinking on Your Own
9. Motorway Daze
10. The Devils Right Hand
Gather here as Klansmen true, no selfish pride have we
Liberty shall call to us, we’ll hear her famous plea
In home and God and country dear, we’ll close the Klansmen’s ranks
The blesses here so richly found, we’ll give to God our thanks
Ooh…It’s a Klansmen song
Today we hear our country’s call, it is an urgent cry
In every hour and every need she’ll always find us nigh
Now we all swore, our oath did take, our fiery cross did burn
In any old place we would enforce, ‘cos leadership was firm.
Ooh…It’s the Klansmen song
Arise yee sons above these sires, they can’t stop to count the cost
Got the constitution game, tomorrow may be lost
Sacrifice is made in vain, when we our laws defend
Our former rights, We wish restored
Now the fight on us descends
Ooh…It’s the Klansmen song
Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that’s the highway that’s the best
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well she winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Down from Missouri down to st louis
Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty
Gonna see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona don’t forget Winona
Boston, Barstow, San Bernardino
Would you get hip to this kindly tip
You might take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Down from Missouri down to st louis
Oklahoma City looks oh so pretty
Gonna see Amarillo and Gallup, New Mexico
Flagstaff, Arizona don’t forget Winona
Boston, Barstow, San Bernardino
Would you get hip to this kindly tip
You might take that California trip
Get your kicks on Route 66
Billy had a job, it was council work
working on the roads, he would never shirk
never had a day off, he was proud of this
but when he got promotion, he was never missed
Equal opportunities came marching along
And Billy lost his job that they said so long
Get it right, get it right, get it right now, get it right
Get rid of this family lets get it back on the road
Go back to sanity is the way to go
Billy tried another job the very next week
Had a young wife and a child to keep
And Billy sent a letter for an interview
Billy turned up and that’s the traitors rule
Employer said I’m sorry, as sorry as he can be
But you just don’t belong to minority
Get it right, get it right, get it right now, get it right
Get rid of this family lets get it back on the road
Go back to sanity is the way to go
Get it right, get it right, get it right now, get it right
Get rid of this family lets get it back on the road
Go back to sanity is the way to go
Billy tried again and again and again
Rejection from his homeland, nearly drove him insane
Billy’s young family was falling apart
All Billy had was his dole queue card
This land was run by people didn’t know he exists
Billy did the right thing and joined the Nationalists
Get it right, get it right, get it right now, get it right
Get rid of this family lets get it back on the road
Go back to sanity is the way to go
If the urge takes me, and I need to unwind
Leave the trouble and the sorrows behind
just get out there, and I follow that road
Take a little pressure from my heavy load
When I wake up and I don’t feel fine
I start to head towards that county line
I hit the road and I follow my gaze
Get out searching for better days
Have you ever woken up, and said is it worthwhile?
Gonna think for yourself, gonna end up on a pile
And if you’re proud of your country and you’re proud of your race
The walls seem to close in and your in need of some space now
When I wake up and I don’t feel fine
I start to head towards that county line
I hit the road and I follow my gaze
Get out searching for better days
When I wake up and I don’t feel fine
I start to head towards that county line
I hit the road and I follow my gaze
Get out searching for better days
When you’ve been out, and followed that road
It lifts up your spirits and your ready to go
The north wind is blowing and the doubts have all gone
And the foe is retreating ‘cos your carrying on
You may wake up one morning and your life’s been took away
And you may think back on memories and dreams of yesterday
And you may think life is okay and you just keep struggling on
but your freedoms being stolen so wake up before it’s gone
They’re taking our freedom away
They’re stealing your freedom today
They’re taking our freedom away
So listen closely to what I say
The words that you are saying could be taken as a crime
They’re even finding faults now, with the words in nursery rhymes
One group can’t sell their records, for the law is on their backs
Well we’re all be mindless prisoners if we don’t start fighting back
They’re taking our freedom away
They’re stealing your freedom today
They’re taking our freedom away
So listen closely to what I say
The T.V. and the papers, keep on saying it’s alright
But they’re controlled by the reapers of the dawn and endless night
And you may think I’m exaggerating and look down to the floor
But you’ll realize and raise your eyes as they’re kicking down your door
Some play for money others for fame, baby so what’s new
Some play it queer, have a gay day, they’re gonna push it on you
Some play for causes redder than blood and they’re not ashamed
If we play for true men steadfast and proud, baby that’s our way
‘Cos we’re rock ‘n’ roll patriots now, red white and blue
Rock ‘n’ roll patriots yeah and we’re playing for you
Some play for Lenin, for others it’s Marx, as long as it’s red
Some play for Greenpeace, lettuce and cress, I like meat with my bread
‘Cos they play for anything, just as long as it’s financing their own
We fight for freedom and pride of our race, we’re gonna reclaim that goal
‘Cos we’re Rock ‘n’ roll Patriots now, red white and blue
Rock ‘n’ roll patriots yeah, and we’re playing for you
Some say their ours but really they’re not, they’re from a different place
There an alien power, and that’s as plain as their nose on their face
They’re bringing in laws and pushing through whores and impose them on us
Their secret police are gonna fill up the jails, baby if you make a fuss
‘Cos we’re rock ‘n’ roll patriots now, red white and blue
Rock ‘n’ roll patriots yeah, and we’re playing for you
It’s only early evening, it’s coming up to nine
Gets about twenty minutes past and everything is still fine
‘Bout ten fifteen it’s a real good scene, everything is going right
Comes to eleven and you think you’re in heaven
And the danger is not in sight. And it’s…
Coming up to midnight
Time decides your fate
It’s coming up to midnight
Act before it gets too late
Everyone says no problem, you think there’s nothing wrong at all
You’d be better off remembering it’s always pride before a fall
You get a sense of false security from media and the banks
But do you really mind that they’re robbing you blind and they’re not worth a thanks
Coming up to midnight
Time decides your fate
It’s coming up to midnight
Act before it gets too late
Coming up to midnight
Time decides your fate
It’s coming up to midnight
Act before it gets too late
Before it gets to midnight we gotta wake up from our dreams
Read the signs there’s not much time, yeah things are not what they seem
It’ll be alright if we stand and fight and we’ll overcome our fears
Cleanse the land, we’ve gotta smash their plan before our land falls around our ears
Coming up to midnight
Time decides your fate
It’s coming up to midnight
Act before it gets too late
Well I’ve been waiting for another day
Hope the blues will have gone away
Hope the new day will not bring more bad news,
Another morning and another beer, then another now your gear
Head towards oblivion on an alcoholic cruise
You gotta get outside yeah
You’re drinking on your own, but I’ll tell ya
That’s not the way to carry on
I wish the time would pass, it’s a foolish thing
Waiting for the tidings that the future will bring
Better to get out and make some history
Instead of popping up some bar
Giving things to the six point star
Although our people’s gonna hold the futures key
You gotta get outside yeah
You’re drinking on your own, but I’ll tell ya
That’s not the way to carry on
You gotta get outside yeah
You’re drinking on your own, but I’ll tell ya
That’s not the way to carry on
Wheels are spinning around and around along the motorway
Travelling north to do a show so speed up or we’ll be late
The rain is pouring from the sky, the cars are slowing down
The beers gone and there’s people praying for the station to come around
We’re travelling on a motorway, playing white guitars
We’re travelling on the motorway, and I’m sick of seeing cars
Darkness is descending and the lights are all ahead
Like an endless sea of neon, like a golden riverbed
People are complaining that their legs are getting sore
I need to get out and stretch ’em and waste another half hour more
We’re travelling on a motorway, playing white guitars
We’re travelling on the motorway, and I’m sick of seeing cars
Travelling on the motorway is not a pleasant thing
Travelling on the motorway and we only came to sing
Travelling on a motorway and we travel for the cause
For all those ones who try to stop us
You may as well stay inside your doors
The time has come, we’re finally there and we’re sworn to see it through
Get out there and play those songs to an audience strong and true
The power and the glory has the crowd of us all one
It gives you the chance to raise your heads to carry on
We’re travelling on a motorway, playing white guitars
We’re travelling on the motorway, and I’m sick of seeing cars
About the time that daddy left to fight the great war
I saw my first pistol in a general store
In a general store, when I was thirteen
Probably it was the greatest thing I ever had seen
So l asked if I could have it when I was grown up
Mama lost her temper, yea she really blew up
She really blew up and I didn’t understand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand
The devil’s right hand, the devil’s right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand
My very first pistol was a cannon ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightning’ but she loaded right slow
Loaded right slow and soon I found out
It can get you into trouble but it can’t get you out
So then I went and bought myself a Colt 45
Called a peacemaker but I never knew why
Never knew why, I couldn’t understand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand
The devil’s right hand, the devil’s right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand
The devil’s right hand, the devil’s right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand
I got into a card game in a saloon in town
Caught a man cheating so I shot the dog down
Shot the dog down, I watched the man fall
Never touched his holster, never had a chance at all
They caught me in the morning and they dragged me out of bed
Asked me how I plead, not guilty I said
Not guilty I said, you’ve got the wrong man
Nothing touched the trigger but the devil’s right hand
The devil’s right hand, the devil’s right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand
The devil’s right hand, the devil’s right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil’s right hand