Rich Guns Nomeansno

I hear the rich guns go pop pop, Arriba!
All this noise has got to stop, Arriba!
All those burns who have no cash, they're lazy
And if they think they're getting ours, they're crazy

See them mill around, hear their angry talk
We will mow them down, we will make them stop, yeah

There are people we admire, Arriba!
Those with courage under fire, Arriba!
We will give them uniforms, el Duce!
We will pay them to perform, el Duce!

Hear the tramping feet of our hired guns
Doesn't it sound sweet, isn't this such fun

Hear bullets fly, see people die
Hear children cry, hear children cry
Hear bullets fly, see people die
Hear children cry, hear children cry

I hear the rich guns go pop pop
I hear the rich guns go pop pop
I hear the rich guns go pop pop
I hear the rich guns go pop pop