From the Pit of Hell

FROM THE PIT OF HELL By R. A. Merritt The KKK has got a new name But they don’t wear a robe and hood They’re alternative right and are often polite Like decent people should Yeah they wear suits and ties And have wingtips on their feet And many of them are college grads And members of the elite And you know very well where they’re from Where their minds do dwell They’re the worse of America They’re from the pit of hell They’re giving each other Roman salutes But not wearing Brown Shirts yet But I expect they will be real soon And be marching in Goose Step They’re all over your city streets They’re all over your home town Anger in their excited voices With faces wearin’ frowns They don’t love our country Though they profess they do They in fact hate with it a passion For the likes of me and you And you know very well where they’re from Where their minds do dwell They’re the worse of America They’re from the pit of hell And they run the gamut Are old age and very young And they all walk in darkness And avoid the shining sun They’ve infected our country Are a virus of wanton hate And if we don’t cure it before to long It just might be to late And you know very well where they’re from Where their minds do dwell They’re the worse of America They’re from the pit of hell Yes if we don’t do something soon This tyranny forestall We’ll be headed for their prison camps Or be pushed up against a wall And no one will be left to weep for us Or take account of our strife Our freedom we once cherished Will be as dead as our life And you know very well where they’re from Where their minds do dwell They’re the worse of America They’re from the pit of hell And you know very well where they’re from Where their minds do dwell They’re the worse of America They’re from the pit of hell The very pit of hell