Forward to Death Dead Kennedys

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 me down Gag with every breath This world brings me down I'm looking forward

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?

A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch Dead Kennedys

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 flock to

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

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

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)

Too Drunk to Fuck Dead Kennedys

Went to a party I danced all night I drank sixteen beers And I started up a fight But now I'm jaded You're out of luck I'm rolling down the stairs Too drunk to fuck Too drunk to fuck Too drunk

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, how we ride We ride

Soup Is Good Food Dead Kennedys

save the working man you've got to put him out to pasture Looks like we'll have to let you go Doesn't it feel fulfilling to know That you--the human being--are now obsolete And there's nothing

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

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

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

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!

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

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

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

Macho Insecurity Dead Kennedys

Why won't you say it to my face? It's so easy to mouth of to others But where's your proof?

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

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

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

I Kill Children Dead Kennedys

Words and Music by Biafra I kill children I love to see them die I kill children And make their mamas cry Crush 'em under my car I wanna hear them scream Feed 'em poison candy To spoil their

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

RIOT Dead Kennedys

Rioting - the unbeatable high Adrenaline shoots your nerves to the sky Everyone knows this town is gonna blow And it's all gonna blow right now...

Pull My Strings Dead Kennedys

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 rock and

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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...

HYPERACTIVE CHILD Dead Kennedys

I'm tired of kissin' ass I can't sit still all day You know I know your school's a lie That's why you dragged me here 'You're a hyperactve child You're disruptive, you're too wild We're going to

Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round Dead Kennedys

Profits have been running a little thin lately and we need to stimulate some growth...

The Man With The Dogs Dead Kennedys

turn around Two eyes break you down Now, who does that guy think he's starin' at Stop in your tracks You're being laughed at You armored ego is nude And I do and I do Crack up 'cos I'm getting to

The Man with the Dogs Dead Kennedys

Stop in your tracks You're being laughed at Your armored ego is nude And I do and I do Crack up 'cos I'm getting to you I see you I see you And you're pretty self-conscious too Down to you church

Insight Dead Kennedys

We all think he's really weird We all think he's really weird We never talk to him He never looks quite right He laughs at us We just beat him up What he sees escapes our sight We never see him

Hellnation Dead Kennedys

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 who dragged me here And now you drag me back To

WELL PAID SCIENTIST Dead Kennedys

You're a well paid scientist You only talk in facts You know you're always right 'Cause you know how to prove it Step by step A PhD to show you're smart With textbook formulas But you're used

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?

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?"

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

Holiday in Cambodia Dead Kennedys

So you been to schools For a year or two And you know you've seen it all In daddy's car Thinking you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicy jazz To parade your snazz On your five

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

Well, they drove up to me, and they yelled what drunk dumb rich kids usually yell, 'Hey faggot!' and showered me with some water.

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

HALLOWEEN Dead Kennedys

brain Baby nothing's changed (repeat) You're still hiding in a mask You take your fun seriously No, don't blow this year's chance Tomorrow your mold goes back on After Halloween You go to

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

Hi I'm your video DJ I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go My job is to help destroy What's left of your imagination By feeding you endless

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.