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One-Way Ticket to Pluto `Dead Kennedys`

Distinguished scientists A pesky senator And monkey turds leaking from the lab All brought to us play-by-play by Howard Cosell You're going where no man has gone before Because we owe you some favors

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

Chicken Farm `Dead Kennedys`

pick clean if you're first and quick Rift through their, pockets peel off their clothes To wear or sell when you wash out the blood Run my little brother Run to the chicken farm Opportunity's calling

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

doses Of sugar-coated mindless garbage So don't create Be sedate Be a vegetable at home And thwack on that dial If we have our way even you will believe This is the future of rock and roll

PLUTO PLUTo PLUto PLuto Pluto `식케이 (Sik-K)`

PLUTO PLUTo PLUto PLuto Pluto PLUTO PLUTo PLUto PLuto Pluto PLUTO PLUTo PLUto PLuto Pluto PLUTO PLUTo PLUto PLuto Pluto Motherf*****’ jealousy in the air You think I even care?

A Commercial `Dead Kennedys`

This ain't no sissy concert to raise food for the needy; this concerts whipped up the American way to raise money for guns for the greedy!

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

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?"

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

We don't even have to win this war. We just want to cut down on some of this excess population... Now look. Just start up a draft; draft as many of those people as you can.

At My Job `Dead Kennedys`

I'm so happy More 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

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

Hellnation `Dead Kennedys`

Peligro Hellnation's when they teach us Profiting from greed Hellnation's what they give us Coke, heroin & speed Hellnation's when they tell you You gotta go clean up your act You're the one

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

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

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

This Could Be Anywhere (This Could Be Everywhere) `Dead Kennedys`

Biafra music: Ray/Biafra/Flouride/Peligro Cold concrete apartments Rise up from wet black asphalt Below them a few carcasses Of the long gone age of privacy It takes a scary kind of illness To

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

Pull My Strings `Dead Kennedys`

My payola You'll pay ten bucks to see me On a fifteen foot high stage Fatass bouncers kick the shit Out of kids who try to dance If my friends say I've lost my guts I'll laugh and say That's

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)

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

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!

A Child and his Lawnmower `Dead Kennedys`

Some clown in Sacramento was drugged into court He shot his lawnmower It disobeyed, it wouldn't start Might makes right, it's the American Way (R) They fined him $60 and sent him on his way You know

TRUST YOUR MECHANIC `Dead Kennedys`

says you need surgery now Feelin' good 'til the side effects Fuck up something else You're ensnared by the medicine man Paying up the ass Again and again Gonna rip you off Trust your mechanic to

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