We spead across this continent
Playing bang-bang with our darky pals 
They hid on high rocks and threw stones to make us go away 
To save their families 
We pulled our dicks out and fucked their women 
Someone's wife, someone's child 
Someone's child 

"Hey Frank," I said, "What are you smiling at?" 
He took the straw from his mouth and said, "Oh, just the way they scream" 
And he was my best friend then. 

And this night of crystal 
And we smashed every kike thing in sight 
We burnt their synagogues 
We were like hound dogs and we had 'em up a tree 
Ah, oh, yeah, we had fun that night 
We had 'em up a tree 

I said "Hey Frank what're you smilin' at?" 
And he said, "Ah it's just the way they scream" 
And he was my best friend then. 

We dropped a bomb on these little Nippon bastards 
Oh it was a majestic sight 
That creamy slow mushroom 
Growing into the sky 
Those fuckin' yellow bastards sure knew how to die 
Someone's wife 
Someone's child 
Sitting in a garden 
Drinking tea 

"Ah Frank what're you smilin' at?" 
"Wow," he said, "They didn't have time to scream!" 
He was laughing then and he was my best friend. 

I love this century with all my heart and soul 
We did ourselves proud 
We whipped 'em into line 
Showed 'em how God and his might... 

I love you Frank as my brother and everyone on this Earth... 

But take this gun 
Stick it up your bum 
And blow the shit up into your brains. 

And Frank walked away 
He ain't my friend no more 
He ain't nay, no friend to me no more. 

Pip Proud: "Crystal Night (Ode to the 20th Century)", written and recorded in 1999