Lyrics

We all saw how Renee died
We all heard the way they lied
Tried to blame her and defame her
Claiming it was justified
But if justice were begot
The very moment she was shot
We’d have hanged him on the spot
And called it suicide.

Now I’m not preachin’ violence and I’m not preachin’ hate
I’m just sayin’ “Know your foe, don’t underestimate”
When they’re keen to take your life, you don’t negotiate
It’s the fiddle and the drum
When the Redcoats come
When the Redcoats come

We all saw how Alex died
We all heard the way they lied
Tried to blame him and defame him
Claiming it was justified
But if justice were begot
The very moment he was shot
We’d have hanged them on the spot
and called suicide.

When they hide their names and faces, their intent is very clear
to violate and desecrate, create a state of fear
All done with while you tell yourself that it can’t happen here
It’s the fiddle or the drum
When the redcoats come
When the Redcoats come

Now, you plead and you petition and perhaps you even pray
And hope that they won’t target you as long as you obey
You can turn your back or praise them, be a traitor to your creed
Lick the boots that kick you, smiling while you bleed

But the Redcoats are a -comin’ for to put you on your knees
They’re kidnapping your neighbors and they murder whom they please
There’s a time to walk away and there’s a time to run
And there’s a time to stand your ground and get yourself a gun
When the Redcoats come
When the Redcoats come

It’s the fiddle or the drum
When the Redcoats come
It’s the fiddle or the drum
When the Redcoats come
It’s the fiddle or the drum
When the Redcoats come.