Mando Diao

Demons, killers, all of your evil
You got nothing on, you got nothing on me
Fascists, warriors no matter what you'll say
You don't understand, you don't understand me
And you got, you got nothing on, you got nothing on me
And you got, you got nothing on, you got nothing on me
The police and politics you're trying so hard to fool me
But you got nothing on, you got nothing on me
Haters, trying to change my style and mind
But you don't understand, you don't understand me