You sitting up there in your ivory tower
How you gonna know that it’s your final hour
When are, when are you gonna come down
You go on like the old pie in the sky
How you gonna look your people straight in the eye
When are, when are you gonna come down
What you gonna do when they get their hands on the nukes
How you gonna know you’ll ever be safe from their spooks
Where are, where are you gonna run
What you gonna do when they come for you
What you gonna do when they call you dirty Jew
Where are, where are you gonna run
The devil’s knocking on your front door
There’s no shelter, no safe house, no asylum anymore
Hey baby, when are you gonna come down
You’re telling yourself everything’s gonna be all right
Well baby, they’re coming for you tonight
When are, when are you gonna come down
You tell everyone it can’t happen here
Everybody remain calm, there’s nothing to fear
When are, when are you gonna come down
Just be good citizens and our country won’t fail
We’re part of it all, the constitution will prevail
When are, when are you gonna come down
You choose to sweep it all under the rug
Next time you look it’ll be your own grave you dug
When are, when are you ever gonna learn
They did it once, they’re gonna do it again
A perpetual cycle with no foreseeable end
When are, when are you ever gonna learn
The time is long past when this was all the fringe
Now the cancer’s taken root as the system comes unhinged
When are, when are you gonna come down
And you to my right, who says it makes you wanna laugh
You say you fear nothing from this mere riffraff
When are, when are you gonna come down
Did you ever read that “diary” in which their desires lay
It makes “My Struggle” look like mere child’s play
When are, when are you gonna come down
And that holy book from the desert sands
Read very closely what it really demands
When are, when are you gonna come down
A third-world country run by third-rate kooks
Just you wait till they get their hands on the nukes
What are, what are you gonna do then
They say we deserve to be wiped off the map
The world looks away and we’re caught in a trap
What are, what are you gonna do then
The ones who talk peace with tongues of silk
The ones with the bombs are of the same ilk
When are, when are you ever going to learn
If you think they’ve renounced their ways of terror
Will it be too late when you’ve realized your error
When are, when are you ever going to learn
And if you think the ones here are not the ones there
You rely on promises supported by thin air
When are, when are you gonna come down
They’re united against us, united in hate
Better do something about it before it’s too late
When are, when are you gonna come down
When are, when are you gonna come down
©2023 The Hesh Inc.
I originally posted this on the day that Islamic suicide terrorists struck Brussels, Belgium. I wrote it, however, back in the days when the worst threats to the USA seemed to come from domestic terrorists of the ilk that struck Oklahoma City, although Iran under the ayatollahs is implied in the fifth verse. The rest of the song, though, addresses apathetic, politically correct, and/or morally equivocating attitudes toward the threat toward free societies, regardless of whether the threat emanates from readers of The Turner Diaries or the Koran. If people will not come down from their high-and-mighty positions, the threat will consume us all. Wake up, good people of the world.