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Dead Kennedys
Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables
Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the Neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess enemy
With no less value to property
No sense in war but perfect sense at home...
The sun beams down on a brand new day
No more welfare taxe to pay
Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
Jobless millions whisked away
At last we have more room to play
All systems go to kill the poor tonight
Gonna
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
Behold the sparkle of champagne
The crime rate's gone, feel free again
O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White
Jane Fonda on the screen today
Convinced the liberals it's okay
So let's get dressed and dance away the night
While they...
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
Behold the sparkle of champagne
The crime rate's gone, feel free again
O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White
Jane Fonda on the screen today
Convinced the liberals it's okay
So let's get dressed and dance away the night
While they...
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
I don't need your way of life
I can't stand your attitudes
I can do without a strife
I don't need this fucking world
I don't need this fucking world
This world brings me down
Gag with every breath
This worls brings me down
I'm looking forward to death
It's seems so unreal to me
So much hate and so much pity
I can't take another day
It's such a bore
It's get me really sore
I don't need this fucking world
I don't need this fucking world
This world brings me down
Gag with every breath
This worls brings me down
I'm looking forward to death
Looking forward to death
Looking forward to death
Are you believing the morning papers?
War is coming back in style
There's generals here, advisors there
And Russians nibbling everywhere
The chessboard's filling up with red
We make more profits when we blow off their heads
| Economy is looking bad, let's start another war
Fan the fires of racist hatred, we want total war |
When ya get drafted
When ya get drafted |
Drooling fingers, panic buttons
Playing with missiles like they're toys
There's easy money, easy job
Espacially when you build the bombs
That blow big cities of the map
Just guess who profits when we build 'em back up
| Yeah, what Big Business wants Big Business gets, it want a war
Trilateral Commission goonies laugh and scheme for more Call the Army! Call the Navy! Stocked with kids from slums |
When ya get drafted
When ya get drafted When ya get drafted |
| Forget your demonstrations, kids today sits on their ass
Just a six-pack and you're happy We're prepared for when ya get drafted |
When ya get drafted
When ya get drafted |
The landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below
Sez, "I'm doubling the rent
Cos the building's condemned
You're gonna help me buy City Hall"
But we can, you know we can
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man
I tell 'em "Turn on the water"
I tell 'em "Turn on the heat"
Tell me "All you ever do is complain"
Then they search the place when I'm not here
But we can, you know we can
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord man
There's rats chewin' up the kitchen
Roaches up to my knees
Turn the oven on, it smells like Dachau, yeah
Till the rain pours through the ceilling
But we can, you know we can
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord man
The landlord man
I don't wanna to think
Don't make me care
I wanna melt in with the group
I need the balls
To leap out of my shell
And let go with my friends
Can't come up with anything I want to do
I need a project I can finish
My brain needs some stimulation
DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG ME
I'm so fucking tired
I gotta stay awake and get to work
I'm runnin' late
I gotta make it through the day
And make my time go by
TV and the stereo and girls are a lots of fun
I want the max
I relate better loaded
"Got ta see the movie stoned"
DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG
Drug me - with natural vitamin C
Drug me - with pharmaceutical speed
Drug me - with your sleeping pills
Drug me - with your crossword puzzles
Drug me - with your magazines
Drug me - with your fuck machines
With fountain of fads
More rock and roll ads...
DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG ME - ME - ME
Finally off of work
Unwind, and watch the ball game at the bar
Another potato chip weekend
Is here at last
Go away - Go away - Go away - Go away - Go away
Leave me alone so I can't see myself
DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG ME - DRUG ME
Your mommy told you this
And your daddy told you that
Always think like this
And never do that
You learned so many feelings
But what is there to that
Which are really yours
Or are you just a copycat
The school told you this
And the church told you that
Memorise this
????
You're so boring boring boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring boring boring
I've heard all this before
Planless and mindless scraps from anywhere
Bunch of used parts from garbage pails everywhere
Frankenstein became a monster just like you
Your scars only show when someone talks to you
You're so boring, boring, boring
Always tape machine recording
You're so boring, boring, boring
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
I've heard all this before
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Your emotions make you a monster
Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses
Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits
Been sitting there for years I'm gonna have it
I cut through the fence, run in and grab it
Go crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket
Climb on a tree, on a branch and drop it
On the country club full of Saturday golfers
So I can watch them die, chokin' shakin' in convulsions
Go crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare
Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare
Chemical Warfare Chemical Warfare
Chemical Warfare Warfare Warfare
Panic in the air, see the headless chicken runnin'
Golf carts head on crashin', crackin' heads wide open
Scratch the grass, mister, you can't breath
And roll and writhe in a sandtrap strarting to heave
Claw those clubs, lemme see you seethe
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
Chemical Warfare Warfare, Warfare
Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
Chemical Warfare, Warfare, Warfare
Yellow air
Yellow clouds
Blowin' down down down the fairway
Sensitive to the touch
Movin' down down the putting green
Heading straight for the big club house
Where the stuffed country club
Effervescent ladies, so carefree
Relax, pose by the pool
Limber limp with a dry martini
Until...
Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
Chemical Warfare, Warfare, Warfare
Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
Chemical Warfare, Warfare, Warfare
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles and never frown
Soon I will be president!
Carter power will soon go away
I will be Fürher one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
Your kids will meditate in school!
California Über Alles
California Über Alles
Über Alles California
Über Alles California
Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
Mellow out or you will pay!
California Über Alles
California Über Alles
Über Alles California
Über Alles California
Now it's 1984
Knock-knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool niece
Come quietly to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower...
DIE on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will croak, you little clown
When you mess with president Brown
When you mess with president Brown!
California Über Alles
California Über Alles
Über Alles California
Über Alles California
God told me to skin you alive
I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make them mamas cry
Crush 'em under my car
I wanna hear them scream
Feed 'em poison candy
To spoil their Halloween
So you're in the kids' ward
You're in there cos you're ill
How about some Pavulon
So I can see you chill
Time to hit the school bus
I think I'll shoot the tires
Offer them a helping hand
Of open telephone wires
Ever wanted to die? Of course you have!
But I won't until I get my revenge
??? too many way
I don't wanna see people any more
Thing I never ever saw before
Make me see them for the shit they are
Take as many as I can away with me
Anyone can be king for a day
So I kill children
I love to see them die
I kill children
And make their mamas cry
I kill children
I bang their heads in doors
I kill children
Can't hardly wait for yours
Can't hardly wait for yours
Can't hardly wait for yours
Can't hardly wait for yours
Can't hardly wait for yours
Can't hardly wait for yours
Can't hardly wait for yours!
We ain't goin' to the party
We ain't goin' to the game
We ain't goin' to the disco
Ain't gonna cruise down main
We're stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
On a Friday night
Drivin' in the mountains
Winding 'round and 'round
Rummage through your mailboxes
Take your mail back to town
And we got licence plates, wedding gifts, tax returns
Checks to politicians from real estate firms
Money, bills and canceled checks
Pretty funny pictures of your kids
Gonna steal your mail
On a Friday night
We're gonna steal your mail
By the pale moonlight
We got grocery sackful, after grocery sackful
After grocery sackful, after grocery sackful
After grocery sackful, after grocery sackful
Of the private lives of you
People say that we're crazy
Sick and all alone
But when we read your letters
We roll on the floor
And we got licence plates, wedding gifts, tax returns
Checks to politicians from real estate firms
Money, bills and canceled checks
We cut relashionship with your friends
Gonna steal your mail
On a Friday night
We're gonna steal your mail
By the pale moonlight
We better not get caught
We'll be dumbed in institutions
Where we'll be drugged and shocked
Till we come out born-again Christians
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail
Stealing people's mail on a friday night!
Sunny Sunday at the amusement park
See the fat kids spill their pop
Oh babe! lots of flags and balloons
But someone sabotaged the rollercoaster last night
Ran a turn and then it smashed right down
Through the crowded haunted house below
Oh No!
Human hamburger No!
And it's crushed little kids
Cruched little kids
Cruched little kids
Adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
See the tourist drop their jaws and cones
See the owners smell a big lawsuit
Oh Police! Call your lawyer first
Make the witnesses go home
And they'll turn on the TV
And see crushed little kids
Cruched little kids
Cruched little kids
Adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids
Cruched little kids
Cruched little kids
Adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk
In a desprate mind
Little gardens grows
They grow very wide
They grow very tall
Why am I alive?
Urban Wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
There are many paths
Dripping dark so dense
Do not enter here
Enter over there
Why am I alive?
Urban Wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
People closing in
Barking at my mind
Shoving me to wine
I want all alone
I want my own home!
I want my own girl!
Help me hate the world
Own and love my life
Why am I alive?
Urban Wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl
Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On you five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slum's got so much soul
It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Brace yourself, my dear...
It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife
You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leech
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son
What you need, my son...
Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
Need a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot
Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot
And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slum's got so much soul
Pol Pot
Bright lights city gonna set my soul
It's gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot-a-money that's ready to burn
So get those stakes up high
There's a thousand pretty women waiting out there
They're all waiting the Devil may care
And I'm just a devil with love to spare, so
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
How I wish that there were more
Than the twenty four hours in the day
Even if I ran out of speed, boy
I wouldn't sleep a minute of the way
Oh there's blackjack and poker and the roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on every deal
All you need is sonar and nerves of steel, so
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
Viva Las Vegas
Where the neon signs are flashing
And the one arm bandits crashing
All hopes down the drain
Viva Las Vegas
Turning day into night time
Turning night into daytime
If you see it once you'll never be the same again
Gotta keep on running
Gonna have me some fun
If it costs me my very last dime
If I wind up broke
Then I'll always remember that
I had a swingin' time
Oh, I'm gonna give it everything I've got
Lady Luck's with me, the dice stay hot
Got coke up my nose to dry away the snot, so
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA LAS VEGAS!
VIVA! VIVA!
LAS VEGAS!
Dead Kennedys.
Klaüs Flouride -- bass
East Bay Ray -- guitar
Ted -- drums
Jello Biafra -- vocals.
And
Paul Roessler -- keyboard on 'Drug Me' & 'Stealing People's Mail'
6025 -- other guitar on 'Ill In The Head'
Ninotchka -- Keyboard on 'Drug Me'
The Club House scene -- the ROCKY MOUNTAIN ARSENAL CHOIR (Dirk Dirkson, Bobby Unrest,
Micheal Snydey, Bruce Claderwood, Geoffrey Lyall, Eric Boucher, Ninotchka, Barbara Hellbent,
HyJean, Curt & ChiChi)