I was born on a Portland street where the an-com drums did beat,

And those loving commie feet they walked all over us,

And every single night when me da would come home tight

He’d invite the neighbors out with this chorus:

COME OUT YE COMMIE REDS, COME OUT AND FIGHT ME LIKE YOU SAID,

SHOW YOUR FRIENDS HOW YOU BEAT JOURNOS WITH A BIKE LOCK,

TELL HIM HOW A PEACEFUL KID TURNED YOU TO A BLOODY SKID

WHEN YOU CAME TO FUCK AROUND IN KENOSHA

Come let us hear you tell how you screamed in Grandma’s ear,

When you thought her well and truly persecuted,

Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear

When our homes and properties were burned to the ground

COME OUT YE COMMIE REDS, COME OUT AND FIGHT ME LIKE YOU SAID,

SHOW YOUR FRIENDS HOW YOU BEAT JOURNOS WITH A BIKE LOCK,

TELL HIM HOW A PEACEFUL KID TURNED YOU TO A BLOODY SKID

WHEN YOU CAME TO FUCK AROUND IN KENOSHA

Come tell how you slew them ol’ fascists two by two,

When you shot a 8 year old with her mother,

How bravely you beat one with your friends all piling’ on,

And how you laughed when you destroyed our livelihoods

COME OUT YE COMMIE REDS, COME OUT AND FIGHT ME LIKE YOU SAID,

SHOW YOUR FRIENDS HOW YOU BEAT JOURNOS WITH A BIKE LOCK,

TELL HIM HOW A PEACEFUL KID TURNED YOU TO A BLOODY SKID

WHEN YOU CAME TO FUCK AROUND IN KENOSHA

Now the time is coming fast and I think them days are here,

When each damned red will run before us,

And if there be a need, then our kids will say, “Godspeed,”

With a verse or two of singing this fine chorus

COME OUT YE COMMIE REDS, COME OUT AND FIGHT ME LIKE YOU SAID,

SHOW YOUR FRIENDS HOW YOU BEAT JOURNOS WITH A BIKE LOCK,

TELL HIM HOW A PEACEFUL KID TURNED YOU TO A BLOODY SKID

WHEN YOU CAME TO FUCK AROUND IN KENOSHA

If one of you based anons could record this song to the tune of: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1R48hHU0Ys

I will edit a video with with your music in the background, with all the footage of BLM and commie attacks included.