The Great Wall Dead Kennedys

Great Wall of China It's so big it's seen from outer space Put there to keep starving neighbors Locked outside the gates What's changed today?

WINNEBAGO WARRIOR Dead Kennedys

Roughin' it in the great outdoors Guidebooks tell us where to go Winnebego Warrior Slow down traffic climbing hills 30 gallons to the mile Honey, quick, the Polaroid (chorus) Winnebago Warrior

Anarchy for Sale Dead Kennedys

T-shirts only 10 dollars Badges only 3.50 I nicked the design, never asked the band I never listen to them either Buy buy buy from Circle A Like hula hoops, it's a disposable craze Another fast-food

TERMINAL PREPPIE Dead Kennedys

I go to college That makes me so cool I live in a dorm And show off by the pool I join the right clubs Just to make an impression I block out thinking It won't get me ahead My ambition in life

Gone with My Wind Dead Kennedys

the president's had too much to drink His days of power are about gone He's been talking to paintings in the hall He says, "I'm finished, so what the hell? My life is ruined, what matters now?

One-Way Ticket to Pluto Dead Kennedys

Get ready for the blast off! And don't forget the hype! We're going into space.

Straight A's Dead Kennedys

Sixteen, on the honor roll I wish that I was dead Parents hate me, I got zits And bruises round my head Pressure's on to get good grates So I can be like them Do my homework all the time I can't

Short Songs Dead Kennedys

I like short songs (Repeat 13 times) Straight A's Sixteen, on the honor roll I wish that I was dead Parents hate me, I got zits And bruises `round my head Pressure's on to get good grades

Soup Is Good Food Dead Kennedys

music:Ray/Biafra/Flouride/Peligro We're sorry But you're no longer needed Or wanted Or even cared about here Machines can do a better job than you This is what you get for asking questions The

At My Job Dead Kennedys

Then I unzipped my pants And pissed on it when nobody was looking Like a great eternal Klansman With his two flashing red eyes Turn around he's always watching The Washington monument pricks the

DEAD END Dead Kennedys

He seemed all right to me We had this deal together Tied up my money and time And then he went away Taking all that was mine (chorus) Oh, well, things crumble to an end Hell, we all die in the

The Man With The Dogs Dead Kennedys

I am no one But I'm well known For I am the man with the dogs I stare at you shopping Watch while you're walking Two dogs run around your toes You turn around Two eyes break you down Now, who

The Man with the Dogs Dead Kennedys

I am no one But I am well known For I am the Man With the Dogs I stare at you shopping Watch while you're walking Two dogs run around your toes You turn around Two eyes break you down 'Now who

The Prey Dead Kennedys

You're from out of town I can tell that by your shoes Flew in for the convention Getting tipsy in a bar You're leaving pretty late Gotta get up in the morning Thinking she's just too expensive

The Prey Dead Kennedys

You're from out of town I can tell that by your shoes Flew in for the convention Getting tipsy in a bar You're leaving pretty late Gotta get up in the morning Thinking she's just too expensive And

I Fought the Law Dead Kennedys

Drinkin’ beer in the hot sun I fought the law and I won I needed sex and I got mine I fought the law and I won The law don’t mean shit if you’ve got the right friends That’s how the country’s run

I Fought The Law Dead Kennedys

Drinkin' beer in the hot sun I fought the law and I won I needed sex and I got mine I fought the law and I won The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends That's how the country's

RIOT Dead Kennedys

Watch them kicking peoples' ass But you get to the place Where the real slavedrivers live It's walled off by the riot squad Aiming guns right at your head So you turn right around And play right

Funland at the Beach Dead Kennedys

Words and Music by Biafra Sunny Sunday at the amusement park See the fat hands spill their pop Oh babe - lots of flags and ballons But someone sabotaged the roller coaster last night Ran a turn

Do the Slag Dead Kennedys

Have you heard about the latest craze That's sweepin' across the nation All the punks from coast to coast Have discovered an old invention: "Your hair's too long Man, you're a queer You're too

Rambozo the Clown Dead Kennedys

Got a deadly toy To brainwash your boy An egocentric muscle thug Kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell Bullshitter in the Indochina shop Pull the string in his back, we win the war That

KILL THE POOR Dead Kennedys

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 but no less value to property no sense in war but

Chicken Farm Dead Kennedys

words: Biafra, music:Biafra/Ray/Flouride/Peligro Another rainy morning mingling at the market Bartering for food for another day Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildings Executions have

Jock-O-Rama (Invasion of the Beef Patrol) Dead Kennedys

We've got just the pet for you It's the way you're forced to act To survive our schools Make your whole life revolve around sports Walk tough--don't act too smart Be a mean machine Then we'll let

M.T.V.--Get Off the Air Dead Kennedys

words: Biafra, music: Biafra & Ray Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair Flame up the herb Woof down the beer (click!)

Chickenshit Conformist Dead Kennedys

Punk's not dead It just deserves to die When it becomes another stale cartoon A close-minded, self-centered social club Ideas don't matter, it's who you know If the music's gotten boring It's

Night of the Living Rednecks Dead Kennedys

The night before we played at the Long Goodbye, I was walkin' on the street about 10:30 at night, a lot of people go to bed around here at 10:30 at night, and well, I was walkin' along, when suddenly

Chemical Warfare Dead Kennedys

Words and Music by Biafra 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 at it I cut through the fence,

Hellnation Dead Kennedys

who dragged me here And now you drag me back To this Hellnation CHORUS Problem is few care About the people in despair If you help no one You're guilty in the Hellnation Hellnation's when

Triumph of the Swill Dead Kennedys

macho cock-rock metal heroes Vomit fire out of their big mouts Shake your fists obediently Make Leni Riefenstahl real proud See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar Parachute on the White House lawn

FOREST FIRE Dead Kennedys

No junk food, just earthly goods I ate weird berries in the woods Now I'm seeing colors, I'm getting higher I think I'll start a forest fire There's a forest fire climbin' the hill Burnin' wealthy

Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round Dead Kennedys

This is the Secretary at the State Department of the United States... We have a problem. The companies want something done about this sluggish world economic situation...

Dear Abby Dead Kennedys

But we just can't afford to with the prices the way they are. so I bring home some choice cuts from my autopsy subjects. Just mix in the Tuna Helper...and ta-da!

Saturday Night Holocaust Dead Kennedys

There's a prefab building and a funny smell Around the hill outside of town Every now and then we wonder But we shrug our shoulders And get back to work There's a railroad there and trains go

Cesspools in Eden Dead Kennedys

Groundwater's poisoned Air stings like hell The lines for doctors growing long Over martinis The company laughs "We don't owe you one damn thing." But what about all these fainting spells?

Police Truck Dead Kennedys

Tonight's the night that we got the truck We're goin' downtown gonna beat up drunks Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer It's the late late shift no one to fear And ride, ride how we ride We ride

BLEED FOR ME Dead Kennedys

You've been hanging 'round With an enemy of the state Come with me to the building That no one stops to watch (chorus) C'mon bleed C'mon bleed C'mon bleed Bleed for me We'll strap you to

Fleshdunce Dead Kennedys

We're world industry's thoughtlords The entertainment wing We keep you all in line By fixing your free will Surround you with pop fantasies Just slightly out of reach To soften all the blows

GOVERNMENT FLU Dead Kennedys

sick (chorus) Got a head cold Got a chest cold And it's three days old (Goin' on forever) Make you hazy Make you lazy Drive you crazy For days and days and days and days And years Barely got the

Where Do Ya Draw the Line Dead Kennedys

Seems like the more I think I know The more I find I don't Every answer opens up so many questions anarchy sounds good to me Then someone asks, "Who'd fix the sewers?"

Saturday Night Holocaust Dead Kennedys

There's a prefab building and a funny smell Around the hill outside of town Every now and then we wonder But we shrug our shoulders And get back to work...

Take This Job And Shove It Dead Kennedys

Take this job and shove it I ain't working here no more My woman left and took all the reasons I was working for You better not try to stand in my way When I'm walking out the door Take this job

WELL PAID SCIENTIST Dead Kennedys

used up Just like a factory hand (chorus) Something is wrong here You won't find it on a shelf You're well paid You're well trained You're tied to a rack Company cocktails - gotta go Say the

KEPONE FACTORY Dead Kennedys

I finally found a job in a paper Movin' barrels at a chemical plant There's shiny-looking dust on my fingers Goin' up my nose and into my lungs It's the Kepone poisoning - Minamata Kepone poisoning

MORAL MAJORITY Dead Kennedys

You call yourself the Moral Majority We call ourself the people in the real world Trying to rub us out, but we're going to survive God must be dead if you're alive You say, 'God loves you.

MOON OVER MARIN Dead Kennedys

The crowded future stings my eyes I still find time to exercise In uniform with two white stripes Unlock my section of the sand It's fenced off to the waters edge I clamp a gas mask on my head

NAZI PUNKS FUCK OFF Dead Kennedys

If you've come to fight, get outa here You ain't no better than the bouncers We ain't trying to be police When you ape the cops it ain't anarchy Nazi punks Nazi punks Nazi punks - Fuck Off!

Goons of Hazzard Dead Kennedys

words: Biafra, music: Biafra & Ray Happy hour belongs to America's best-loved thugs Here comes the 4-wheel prosthetic penises Got yer gun racks, tractor tires and lynch mob drivers We couldn't

Shrink Dead Kennedys

If only people could shrink Our world wouldn't be so overcrowded Bring ourselves down to size There'd be so much more food to go 'round Why don't we build a machine With all the know-how of the

I AM THE OWL Dead Kennedys

drinking And cheating on your lonely wife I play tape recordings Of you to my friends at night We've got our girl in bed with you You're on candid camera We just un-elected you (chorus) I am the