The Dm night is black, without A a F#m moon
The C air is thick and Dm still.
The Dm vigilantes ga-A ther F#m on
The C lonely torchlit hill

Instr. Dm F Am G x 2 Dm

F Features distorted in the flickering Am light,
G Faces are twisted and grotesque. Dm
F Silent and stern in the sweltering Am night,
G Mob moves like demons possesed. Dm
F Quiet in conscience, calm in their Am right,
G Confident their ways are best.
Dm F Oh-oh-oh Am G Aaaaaaah

Instr. Dm F Am G x 2

C The Dm righteous rise, Am … with G burning eyes
Of G hatred and F ill-will. C Dm
F Madmen fed on fear and Am lies G
To G beat and burn F and kill Dm Dm

They Dm say there are strangers who threa-A ten F#m us,
Our C inmigrants and infi-Dm dels. Dm
They Dm say there is strangeness too dan-A ge-F#m rous
In our C theaters and bookstore Dm shelves. Dm
Dm Those who know what’s best A for F#m us
Must C rise and save us from ourselves

Instr. Dm F Am G x 2 C Dm F Am G

C Dm F Quick to judge, quick to Am an-G ger,
Slow to understand
C Dm F Ignorance and preju-Am dice G
And fear walk hand in hand

Outro C Dm F Am G x 2