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Anarchy for Sale `Dead Kennedys`

Step right up folks Anarchy for sale!

NAZI PUNKS FUCK OFF `Dead Kennedys`

Punk ain't no religious cult Punk means thinking for yourself You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair When a jock still lives inside your head Nazi punks Nazi punks Nazi punks - Fuck Off!

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?"

A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch `Dead Kennedys`

words: Biafra, music:Biafra/Ray/Flouride/Peligro In lonely gas stations with mini-marts You'll find rows of them for sale Liquor-filled statues of Elvis Presley Drink like a vampire His disciples

DEAD END `Dead Kennedys`

Once I had a close friend I knew him for quite a while 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)

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

A Commercial `Dead Kennedys`

Have we got a telethon for you coming soon on MTV! A rockin' bankroll extravaganza featuring all your vigilante rock stars! Sammy Hagar...Sylvester Stallone...Clint Eastwood.

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

One-Way Ticket to Pluto `Dead Kennedys`

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

Pull My Strings `Dead Kennedys`

\" (But there's just one problem:) Is my cock big enough Is my brain small enough For you to make me a star Give me a toot, I'll sell you my soul Pull my strings and I'll go far Give me a toot

Gone with My Wind `Dead Kennedys`

I've always itched for that last great thrill... If I die all of you should too."

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

California Uber Alles `Dead Kennedys`

away I will be Fuhrer one day I will command all of you Your kids will meditate in school California Uber Alles Uber Alles California Zen fascists will control you 100% natural You will jog for

Hellnation `Dead Kennedys`

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 the president Asks for

I Kill Children `Dead Kennedys`

Of course you have But I won't till I get my revenge I don't wanna see people any more Things I never ever saw before Make me see them for the shit they are Take as many as I can away with me Anyone

At My Job `Dead Kennedys`

boring by the day But they pay me All that time spent going to school Just to end up following--rules CHORUS Now it's time to take a break Don't stray too far or you'll be late Thank you for

Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round `Dead Kennedys`

Now we know there's an alarming high number of young people roaming around in your country with nothing to do but stir up trouble for the police and damage private property.

I Spy `Dead Kennedys`

You look at me fromhe back of the room All I see is a bumbling buffoon Head down like you don't see much UNtil you move in to make your bust CHORUS I spy for you and me I spy for you and me

GOVERNMENT FLU `Dead Kennedys`

you Won't make you die It'll getcha just a little bit 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

Potshot Heard Round the World `Dead Kennedys`

We're the United States Marines We know you've all been killing each other For at least two thousand years But we're here now To protect the family Of Christian heroin warlords Most friendly

Holiday in Cambodia `Dead Kennedys`

Words: Jello Biafra * Music: Biafra/Ray/Flouride/Slesinger So you been to schools 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

Saturday Night Holocaust `Dead Kennedys`

I drove down to the disco Pompadour and pink lame I bow and blow the doorman He parts the chain, says join the game A quick line in the girls room To the bar for the electrodes A coin into the

HALLOWEEN `Dead Kennedys`

your fun seriously No, don't blow this year's chance Tomorrow your mold goes back on After Halloween You go to work today You'll go to work tomorrow Shitfaced tonight You'll brag about it for

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

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

Police Truck `Dead Kennedys`

how we ride We ride, lowride It's roundup time where the good whores meet Gonna drag one screaming off the street And ride, ride how we ride Got a black uniform and a silver badge Playin' cops for

Buzzbomb From Pasadena `Dead Kennedys`

Buzzbomb buzzbomb tape up loud Lawrence Welk cranked up to 10 Faster faster in my car Buzzbomb is my pride and joy King of the trailer court Waiting for a nice young man Who'll love me for my car

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,

Rambozo the Clown `Dead Kennedys`

Like video games-no mess Just fuel for a mass lapse of common sense You can be Don Quixote We'll dice you with our windmill blades Brawn over brain Means a happy ending G.I.

TRUST YOUR MECHANIC `Dead Kennedys`

TV invents a disease You think you have So you buy our drugs And soon you depend on them Pain is in your mind Gotcha comin' back for more Again and again and again and again Gonna rip you off