When I was a young boy I didn�t understand what my father said
About how he fought to save this land, and now he wishes he were dead
They spit upon his good name, take away his right to speak
The fill our land with aliens, they make my father weep
But now I understand it
I�ve seen for myself
I am on the inside looking out at you
I see the answer is in my hands
The trouble with this nation, is they forget to easily
They say stand in line you don�t come first they preach racial harmony
My father fought to stop one invasion, now he knows that war was insane
When peace time comes the doors are thrown open, and others invade again
So you listen to me boy don't just stand & stare
Stand up to be counted, show this land you care
Raise our standards with pride, keep the white flame bright
Stem this rising tide, put the aliens to flight