Speak English or die
You come into out country
You can't get real jobs
Boats and boats and boats of you
Go home you fuckin' slobs
Selling hot dogs on the corner
Selling papers in the street
Pushing, pulling, digging, sweating
Where you come from must be great
You always make us wait
You're the ones we hate
You can't communicate
Yeah
You don't know what I want
You don't know what I need
Why must I repeat myself
Can't you fuckin' read?
Nice fuckin' accents
Why can't you speak like me
What's that dot on your head
Do you use it to see?
You always make us wait
You are the ones we hate
You can't communicate
Let me hear it
Let's go fucking crazy
You always make us wait
You are the ones we hate
You can't communicate
Speak English or
Die, yeah
Hey, thank you
Threw a little bit of Slayer in it for you
Alright
Next song's an instrumental
