You want tanks in the capital, jets in the sky Like Pyongyang and Moscow rollin’ by Six thousand boots marchin’ for your name That ain’t freedom — that’s a dictator’s game No kings! No crowns! Hell no, we won’t stand down! No thrones, no golden rings — We serve the people, not kings! No kings! Hell no! No kings! Let that tyrant know! It’s your birthday, not the country’s pride Don’t dress the troops in your wounded hide This ain’t Versailles and you ain’t George We don’t march for men who crave the torch No kings! No crowns! Hell no, we won’t stand down! No thrones, no golden rings — We serve the people, not kings! No kings! Hell no! No kings! Let that tyrant know! A soldier swears to the Constitution’s word Not to serve the whims of a petty lord Our flag ain’t yours to wipe your ass And you don’t get a parade for failing class This ain’t a show — this is sacred ground! Not your circus, not your crown! We know a con when it struts in boots! Hell no — we won’t salute! No kings! (No kings!) No lies! (No lies!) You don’t own the Fourth of July! No kings! (No kings!) No fear! (No fear!) We want our country — not your mirror!
