God has smiled upon you this day
The fate of a nation in your hands
And blessed be the children who
fight with all our bravery
'til only the righteous stand

You see the distant flames,
they bellow in the night
You fight in all our names
for what we know is right
And when you all get shot
and cannot carry on,
though you die,
La Resistance lives on

You may get stabbed in the head
with a dagger or sword
You may be burned to death
or skinned alive or worse
But when they torture you,
you will not feel you need to run,
For though you die, La Resistance lives on

BLAME CANADA! BLAME CANADA!
Because the country's gone awry,
tomorrow night these freaks will fry!

TOMORROW NIGHT
OUR LIVES WILL CHANGE
TOMORROW NIGHT
WE'LL BE ENTERTAINED
AN EXECUTION!
WHAT A SIGHT TOMORROW NIGHT!

Up there, there is so much room
Where babies burp and flowers bloom
Tomorrow night, up there is doomed
and so I will be going soon!

SHUT YOUR FUCKING FACE, UNCLE FUCKA!
YOU'RE A BONER BITING BASTARD, UNCLE FUCKA!
Looks like we may be out of luck!
Tomorrow night we're pretty fucked!

Why did our mothers start this war?
What the fuck are they fighting for?
When did this song become a marathon?

I want to live up there

When Canada is dead and gone,
there'll be no more Celene Dion!

They may cut your dick in half
and serve it to a pig
And though it hurts, you'll laugh
and you'll dance a dickless jig
But that's the way it goes In
war, you're shat upon!
Though you die