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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 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 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 Jock-O-Rama (Invasion of the Beef Patrol) Dead Kennedys you get ahead Jock-O-Rama--Save my soul We're under the thumb of the Beef Patrol The future of America is in their hands Watch it roll over Niagara Falls Pep rally in the holy temple And you're One-Way Ticket to Pluto Dead Kennedys Get ready for the blast off! And don't forget the hype! We're going into space. 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 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 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 Soup Is Good Food Dead Kennedys 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 questions The 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! 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? 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. 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 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 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 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! 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 When ya Get Drafted Dead Kennedys Words and Music by Biafra Are you believing the morning papers? RIOT Dead Kennedys Now you can smash all the windows that you want All you need are some friends and a rock Throwing a brick never felt so damn good Smash some more glass Scream with a laugh And wallow with the crowd Rambozo the Clown Dead Kennedys Got a deadly toy To brainwash your boy An egocentric muscle thug Kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell Bullshitter in the Indochina shop Pull the string in his back, we win the war That 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 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 TRUST YOUR MECHANIC Dead Kennedys 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 Rip you off Doctor says you need surgery now Feelin' good 'til the 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 Triumph of the Swill Dead Kennedys macho cock-rock metal heroes Vomit fire out of their big mouts Shake your fists obediently Make Leni Riefenstahl real proud See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar Parachute on the White House lawn 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 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! At My Job Dead Kennedys Then I unzipped my pants And pissed on it when nobody was looking Like a great eternal Klansman With his two flashing red eyes Turn around he's always watching The Washington monument pricks 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