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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

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?"

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

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

Life Sentence `Dead Kennedys`

You used to be a partner in crime Now you say you ain't got the time Gotta get serious, gotta plan Gotta pass those entrance exams Oh my God It's your senior year All you care about is your

Triumph of the Swill `Dead Kennedys`

Life can only get better All you need to do is fall in love Everyone else has fun but you Buy that fun you'll fit in too Dance your problems away GOVERNMENT MUSIC Cheap escape to that mind-control

Soup Is Good Food `Dead Kennedys`

words: Biafra, 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

At My Job `Dead Kennedys`

don't you go move to one But what can just one of us do?

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!

Macho Insecurity `Dead Kennedys`

Name one thing on earth lower than a tough guy Who talks with his fists instead of using his head Who beats the shit out of anything it can't understand Behind the muscle mask is a scared little boy

A Commercial `Dead Kennedys`

It's so important we've even exhumed the bodies of Lynyrd Skynyrd!

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

Drug me `Dead Kennedys`

Words and Music by Biafra I don't want 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

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?

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

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?

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

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

Lie Detector `Dead Kennedys`

we find you qualified You have just the right capacity For putting up with our nonsense There's just one thing you've got to prove We know how you must be dishonest and lazy If you're so desperate

Holiday in Cambodia `Dead Kennedys`

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 your five grand stereo Braggin that you know How the

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...

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`

So I got in the phonebooth by the Kentucky Fried Chicken on Burnside, held my legs straight out, like this, so they couldn't open the door to the phonebooth.

HALLOWEEN `Dead Kennedys`

Babe, you better know And you better plan Better plan all day Better plan all week Better plan all month Better plan all year You're dressed up like a clown Putting on your act It's the only

Your Emotions `Dead Kennedys`

Words and Music by East Bay Ray Your mommy told you this And your daddy told you Always think like this And never do that You learned so many feelings But what is there to that Which are really

Forward to Death `Dead Kennedys`

Words and music by 6025 I don't need your way of life I can't stand your attitudes I can do without your strife I don't need this fucking world I don't need this fucking world This world brings

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

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

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