Burn the Ginger
Burn the ginger
Burn the motherfucker
Burn the ginger
Burn him now
Now you will see
What will become the
When you are a ginger
But you deny
Now you will burn
The tables will turn
The fire's on you
And your dust will fry
Burn the ginger
Burn the motherfucker
Burn the ginger
Burn him now
The ashes will fly
But you won't
You're a dead ginger
A stupid cunt
We'll dance on your grave
You weren't saved
Now rot in the ground
We won't make a frown
Burn the ginger
Burn the motherfucker
Burn the ginger
Burn him now
Burn the ginger
Burn the ginger
Burn the ginger
Burn the motherfucker
Burn the ginger
Burn him now
We said you were ginger
But you said brown
Who's laughing now
Punk ass bitch lay down
Kiss our feet and say goodbye
You lied about your hair
Now your life is a lie
Burn the ginger
Burn the motherfucker
Burn the ginger
Burn him now
The story that's told
Is orange and gold
It will be written on your body full of mold
If you can't see
Of what you will be
Then we'll have to show you
Won't we?
Writer/s: Herman Gjeitanger