He looks to the east, he worships the beast 
Nothing but air in his head 
Appears in your eyes, peddling lies 
Selling ideas that are dead 

He's out there every single morning 
Talking 'bout his new day that is dawning 

 [bad word]  
On no, [bad word] a commie 
Red star on his breast 
Oh no, [bad word] a commie 
Won't you give it a rest? 

He hates his own land, he has a plan 
To bring it all down to the ground 
Confuse you with lies, installs his spies 
Brings our [bad word] around 

He just wants to see our nations dying 
His desire is for a Red flag flying 

 [bad word]  

 [bad word] break 

 [bad word]  

Support for his [bad word] from alien lands 
People who don't belong here 
 [bad word] to these shores, they always want more 
With their lies and their crocodile tears 

The Red gets his support from these invaders 
Hopes that their sheer numbers will evade us 

 [bad word]  

Oh no, [bad word] a commie 
Says his revolution is right 
On no, [bad word] a commie