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M.T.V.--Get Off the Air Dead Kennedys Get off the M.T.V. Get off the M.T.V. When ya Get Drafted Dead Kennedys War is coming back in style There's generals here, advisors there, And Russians nibbling everywhere The chessboard's filling up with red We make more profits when we blow off their heads Economy is Goons of Hazzard Dead Kennedys find a chick to sit in the middle So we drink ourselves sick Lean out the windows and pinch ass instead We are the Goons of Hazzard Glorified on your TV We run down bikes and hitch hikers And we NAZI PUNKS FUCK OFF Dead Kennedys Nazi punks Nazi punks Nazi punks - Fuck Off! 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 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 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 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 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? 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 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, 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 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 FOREST FIRE Dead Kennedys No junk food, just earthly goods I ate weird berries in the woods Now I'm seeing colors, I'm getting higher I think I'll start a forest fire There's a forest fire climbin' the hill Burnin' wealthy 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 Holiday in Cambodia Dead Kennedys niggers feel cold And the slums got so much soul It's time to taste what you most fear Right Guard will not help you here Brace yourself, my dear... Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round Dead Kennedys It doesn't look like they'll ever get a job... It's about time we did something constructive with these people... We've got thousands of 'em here too. They're crawling all over... 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 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 WELL PAID SCIENTIST Dead Kennedys right thing Don't fidget, jockey for position Be polite In the pyramid you hate Sip that scotch Get that raise This ain't no party at all (chorus) Cringe and tense up Grind your teeth And One-Way Ticket to Pluto Dead Kennedys Get ready for the blast off! And don't forget the hype! We're going into space. 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 Chicken Farm Dead Kennedys begun Sprawled in the square are today's broken bodies Lots to 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 A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch Dead Kennedys 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 wonder Yeah I wonder Will Elvis take the 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 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 At My Job Dead Kennedys sky With flags like pubic hair ringed 'round the bottom The symbols of our heritage Lit up proudly in the night Somehow fits to see the homeless people Passed out on the lawn So this is where 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 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 Insight Dead Kennedys Who's that kid in the back of the room Who's that kid in the back of the room He's setting all his papers on fire He's setting all his papers on fire Where did he get that crazy smile Where did