Are You Red Pilled?

They're picking up the prisoners

And putting 'em in a pen

And all she wants to do is dance, dance

Rebels been rebels since I don't know when

And all she wants to do is dance

Molotov cocktail the local drink

And all she wants to do is dance, dance

Crazy people walking round with blood in their eyes

And all she wants to do is dance, dance

Wild-eyed pistol wavers

Who ain't afraid to die

And all she wants to do is

All she wants to do is dance and make romance

She can't feel the heat coming off the street