Thugs and bullies in control, yes, they want to boss your soul
Making lives a misery, dishing out their tyranny
Beating people black and blue, because they have a different view
Lashing out their cruelty, denying them democracy

Take away their human rights, and locking up their leading lights
Enforcing retarded ways, beating he who disobeys
Laying down repressive laws, ruling with their teeth and claws
Picking on the unarmed ones, as they stand behind their guns

When will they learn? When the tables turn
When they taste their own, the ways that they condone
The seeds that they have sown

Thugs and bullies pick on you, they like to tell you what do
They won’t let you have your way; they won’t let you have your say
Persecute and subjugate, threaten and intimidate
Even though you don’t agree, they won’t let you be free

When will they learn? When the tables turn
When they taste their own, the ways that they condone
The seeds that they have sown

We must end, this brutal trend, such conduct just appals
In disgrace, this inhuman race, behave like animals

Thugs and bullies need no excuse, to dish out your obscene abuse
For the damage that you do, the black marks on your souls accrue
You may feel invincible, but you’ll be held accountable
Everybody stands before, this is the spirit law

So, you will learn! When the tables turn!
When you taste their own, the ways that you condone
The seeds that you have sown