All you downtrodden people Always bear the brunt Just sit back on you fat backsides 'Til you have to face the Front Waiting 'til the bullyboys get you Don't make no kind of sense And pretty soon there'll be no room For sitting on the fence You better decide which side you're on This ship goes down before too long If Left is right then Right is Wrong You better decide which side you're on Too bad for the gay revolution This is as far as we get And if you think you're free, well listen to me You ain't seen nothing yet We're all gonna feel the backlash Of puritanical power And kicking us down into the ground Gonna be their Finest Hour You better decide which side you're on The chips go down before too long If Left is right then Right is Wrong You better decide which side you're on Too late, trendy thinkers Your time is running out Ain't no time to wonder why Ain't no time for doubt Joseph, Reed and Whitehouse Are out to get your guts You better decide which side you're on Forget those ifs and buts