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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 When ya Get Drafted Dead Kennedys when ya get drafted Stocked with kids from slums If you can't afford a slick attorney We might make you a spy Forget your demonstrations Kids today sit on their ass when ya get drafted Just a six-pack 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) Short Songs Dead Kennedys \" I like short songs I like short songs I like short songs I like short songs I like short songs I like short songs (I like short songs) I like short songs (I like short songs) I like 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 Night of the Living Rednecks Dead Kennedys I wanna tell you a story, about the last time I was in Portland. 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 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 AM THE OWL Dead Kennedys I am your plumber No I never went away I still bug your bedrooms And pick up everything you say It can be a boring job To monitor all day your excess talk I hear when you're drinking And cheating Saturday Night Holocaust Dead Kennedys I drive down to the disco Pompadour and pink lamme 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 Buzzbomb From Pasadena Dead Kennedys Buzzbomb buzzbomb macho-mobile The road's my slave, that's how I feel I cruise alone, I cruise real far Shoo young punk! 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 Police Truck Dead Kennedys No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets As we ride, ride, how we ride (3) Let's ride, lowride Too Drunk To Fuck Went to a party I danced all night I drank 16 beers And I started up a fight 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! California Uber Alles Dead Kennedys I am Governor Jerry Brown My aura smiles And never frowns Soon I will be president... Pull My Strings Dead Kennedys I'm tired of self respect I can't afford a car I wanna be a tool Don't need no soul Wanna make big money Playing rock and roll I'll make my music boring I'll play my music slow I ain't no artist At My Job Dead Kennedys couldn't wait I headed straight for the Capitol Mall My heart began to pound Yahoo! 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?" HALLOWEEN Dead Kennedys 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 time all year You'll ever admit that I 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, 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 A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch Dead Kennedys statues of Elvis Presley Drink like a vampire His disciples flock to such a fitting shrine Sprawled across from his graceless mansion A shopping mall Filled with prayer rugs and Elvis dolls And I